Usually, when I make things, whether it’s cooking or crafting, I usually fluke out or it’s just beginners luck, and things turn out beautifully.
Take the first time I made naan, they came out looking so good, and tasting even better. It was perfect. So when I came around a second time to make them, and they didn’t turn out so good, well… it just makes me want to try it again and again until they work out because I know from the first time that I’m capable. I’d be willing to make it every day, probably multiple times a day until I perfected the technique… too bad my family probably wouldn’t put up with having to eat it all.
Recently, I was invited to a potluck and I was to bring an hor deurve. I had no idea what to make, I thought of bringing meatballs from Costco, but didn’t and instead I stayed at home watching tv. I was inspired by French Cooking at Home to try making cheese puffs, she calls them gougeres. I thought it was perfect because I had all the ingredients at home. I was feeling especially lazy and wouldn’t need to go out to buy anything. Anyway, I believe this was the first time I made something that I totally messed up. At least they tasted a lot better than they looked.
I ended up bringing a bottle of wine to the party, and the strange thing was that, somebody had actually brought meatballs and cheese puffs. Isn’t that weird?
I will definitely attempt this again, because I love cheese, and things that are light and airy. And I feel the need to try, try again until I succeed. I know what I did wrong that day and like my father said to me, you only learn to do by doing.
