Mom and Dad used to use a pressure cooker a lot until the occurrence of The Great Exploding Chicken beset us. Mom's cooking a whole chicken in the pressure cooker, and something went wrong because the emergency check valve blew-and so did the entire chicken bones and all right through the pencil-sized check valve hole.
The check valve blew with such force, it went through the sheetrock ceiling and up into the attic somewhere. The entire carcass blew through that little hole. We had chicken piece/parts from one end of the kitchen to the other. Bone fragments were actually stuck in the sheetrock. Talk about a mess. Had anyone been standing there at the time they would have been scalded and possible worse. We never used a pressure cooker again.
If that were to happen today, everyone would have had a video camera and posted it on U Tube.
My mother used a pressure cooker all her life with no problems, but she warned all of us about the possible dangers. Mom gave us one as a gift, but my wife was always to afraid of it to use it.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Except for bears. Bears kill you.
