When doing cooking at school (I refuse to call it "Domestic Science") I once made a pizza and had a cleaned-out biscuit tin to bring it home in. Sadly, tape-measures are thin on the ground in kitchens and I made the base a little too big for the tin.
I only found this out after it was all done and tried to get it into the tin. The crust was rather large and resulted in a pizza who's diameter was roughly an inch large than that of the tin.
So I placed the tin upside down (lid off) on the pizza and smacked it with a meat-tenderiser, thus removing the excess crust (which was eaten because I don't like waste!) and making the pizza fit the tin perfectly. It also made the ***** of a teacher jump , which I consider a bonus. Pizza wasn't bad either!
Still, that didn't beat the time when I was at university and got so drunk and, as a result, got a huge attack of the munchies. Digging out a Pot Noodle (a classic student staple food) I got the kettle and for no real reason I poured my beer into the kettle and switched it on. It wasn't until the smell hit that I realised what I'd done and pulled the plug. In a drunken panic, I was convinced that the kettle was ruined and I'd be in the shit when my flatmates woke up in the morning. Knowing they were just cheapy things from the local Tesco's, I staggered out at 2am for an hours round trip to the 24-Hour Tesco's to get a new one.
In the morning I played innocent about the odd smell in the kitchen and claimed it "must be coming from the flat below".
Don't ever try to boil beer...it's not big, it's not clever and it makes the kitchen smell.
Wardy