To wonder why mumsnetters

[Aprillygirl]

find it impossible to put things in a pan or the oven in a normal manner. They're always throwing,lobbing,chucking,bunging and hurling things around in the kitchen. It's so unnecessary and quite frankly dangerous! Do they have signs on their doors 'Keep out flying joints of meat about' or 'Risk of injury by potato.Enter at your own peril.' Do their family have to don hard hats before entering? What IS this phenomenon that causes these people to be so aggressive towards their food?

Or ‘popping’. I hate the term pop and it seems to get used for everything!

Jump in the shower

Oops I forgot flinging. Mumsnetters do love a good fling.

"Slick on some lipstick" gets on my nerves...

This is after ‘sourcing ingredients’. Not getting stressed around Tesco’s like a normal person, the average Mumsnetter must source their ingredients in a mystical manner. I imagine them foraging around their local area whilst being chased off by local pissed off farmers/bin owners.

Oh yes jumping in the shower is another rather dangerous activity they risk. I don't mind popping though,popping is pretty harmless.

Haha DoneLikeAKipper and then they use said ingredients to 'knock up' a healthy meal in 10 minutes flat!

I blame modern education. People seem to be being taught that simple verbs aren’t adequate any more and they’re supposed to make their written language more colourful. (Extrapolating from what I’ve heard.) So perfectly good words like ‘put’ and ‘got’ are being replaced with the words you mention. I can’t imagine why anyone thinks ‘chucking’ ingredients in a saucepan could make a thing sound appetising. (Is it supposed to indicate that cooking is actually beneath you and something to be done at speed in a slapdash manner?) And I’ve lived this long partly because I’m definitely not ‘jumping’ anywhere in my bathroom.

Pop gives me the heebie jeebies. It’s just as bad as moist. Popping balloons is Ok. Anything else is awful. A pop of colour 🤮

See also ‘bunging’ a load of laundry on and ‘blitzing’ the lounge before ‘whizzing’ round with the hoover.

@Orangeday, I feel the same about the the word ‘flavour’ when not being used to describe a food type.

‘Adding a belt to this outfit gives it a whole new flavour!’

Urgh, no, shut up.

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It's the influence of the media, surely? All the macho cooking words originated with Jamie for instance, never heard before him. Pop of colour is the shopping channels/women's magazines. Etc.

I, too, dislike "pop" especially as used in: "I'll just pop round/in". It implies a brief visit but almost inevitably leaves you stuck with the popper while you, the poppee I suppose, make endless cups of tea/coffee.
Mind you, I also hate "Poppet" as an endearment. Sounds horribly twee to me.

To sound slightly serious (and boring. And missing the point of the thread), I wonder if some of the "flings", "lobs" etc first came about from chefs/cooks trying to show people who didn't usually cook that it was actually pretty easy.
So, instead of eg "place the fillets in the pan", "throw the fillets etc" sounded less formal and more accessible? I know Jamie can be annoying with his bish-bash-bosh style but, in the beginning, may have been meant to demystify cooking. There were others, but he's a prime example.
I prefer that to Nigella's self-consciously sexy "tumbling" of berries for example.

I absolutely HATE 'pop of colour'. Sets my teeth on edge 😬

Same reason no-one seems to be able to get a coffee or lunch - it has to be grabbed.

American TV.

Wait, what?

Make up tips to make your eyes pop. Actually, I'd rather keep mine intact.

I made a joke on a packed lunch thread a few weeks ago that MNetters kitchen's must be a mess because they're always chucking and lobbing things into lunch boxes and someone got offended and called me ridiculous

Everyone is always blue lighted to hospital. Not just taken in an ambulance.

@AlyssasBackRolls slick on 🤢

Or ‘popping’. I hate the term pop and it seems to get used for everything!

I don't mind flinging or throwing, but popping fills me with horror and an irrational rage. I think it emanates from those 1950s housework and cooking manuals aimed at putting women firmly back in the kitchen after WWII, partly by telling them how easy and fun it all is.

Just pop the tray in the oven, and fifteen minutes later, perfect scones!

Just pop down to your local butcher and ask him for stewing steak!

Just pop on a pretty hairbow and banish the children to the nursery to welcome your husband home from his hard day!

Just run the Hoover around and there's plenty of time for you to pop over to Maureen's to discuss bootee knitting patterns!

Baskerville

Popping makes me very angry - I agree with you!

Tinkly laugh

MN loves popping any/everything. The antidote to all the bunging and hurling of things in the oven, and stress of sourcing fresh everything to chop though, is that other mn fave... picky tea.

I actually think the idea is to communicate just how efficient and competent the poster is in the kitchen (and sometimes, by extension, as a parent). ‘Easy weeknight meals? I just throw together a lasagne, bung a massive salad in a bowl and whizz up a fresh dressing. The DC wolf it down!’