Published January 21, 2013 05:33PM
Keep Your New Year's Resolutions Book Giveaway: Day 3
Today we’re giving away “The Feed Zone Cookbook” from Biju Thomas and Allen Lim, PhD.
Have you been keeping up on your New Year’s Resolutions? Over the next week we’re giving away four of our favorite books from VeloPress to help you stay motivated for the upcoming year.
Today we’re giving away “The Feed Zone Cookbook” from Biju Thomas and Allen Lim, PhD. The book offers 150 athlete-friendly recipes that are simple, delicious and easy to prepare.
To win today’s giveaway, we want you to tell us about your biggest cooking disaster.
Post it in the comments below and we’ll pick our two favorites to win the books. Entries must be posted by Tuesday, Jan. 22 at Noon PST. The winners will be announced on this page by 5 p.m. PST the same day. It is important that you check back to this post to see if you are a winner. We will not be emailing the winners.
UPDATE: Congratulations to our winners, Brad Askins and Eli Stiers. You are the winners of the contest! Please email your address to Liz Hichens at lhichens@competitorgroup.com so we can get you your prize.
Brad Askins
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Trying to impress a college girl I called my mom for her quiche recipe. The ingredients called for two cloves of garlic. Not knowing the difference between a clove of garlic and a head of garlic. I used two heads of garlic instead of two cloves. It smelled so good while it was cooking. After our first bite, we both spit the quiche out. Took a big drink from our beers and went out for a pizza. I’ve never made that mistake again.
Eli Stiers
While (attempting) to make cornbread, I placed a brick of frozen creamed corn into a blender that was spinning with the remaining ingredients. When the corn refused to play nice and “blend,” I jammed a fork down into mess to break up the frozen bits, unwittingly putting the fork into the spinning propeller of the blender, abruptly stopping the blades and sending a cloud of creamed corn, milk and butter flying into the air. While picking corn off of the ceiling for the next hour, my wife joked that I was like Michelangelo in the Sistine Chapel, only my medium was corn instead of paint.