F*ing Fridays are back!
And, they will continue to occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5 in Year 1, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.
Last week I dove into the word Film.
Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Fear of Fire.
As in, cooking.
Tonight I officially took a little leap of faith and jumped over fire. Well, at least I bent over the stove for a good hour.
So, maybe I didn’t actually run, jump or leap over a fire pit, but I did turn a lot of kale from the organic market into a resemblance of dinner without burning the kitchen down.
What, are you surprised? Yes, me too!
The Chinese have a saying: “Eighty percent is perfection.” And, I am officially commandeering this concept for my kitchen confidential adventures.
It’s time I get over my fear of fire and all things Julia Child.
So, in this month of facing fear I am officially MARCHing into the kitchen.
Tonight was fun and easy because I was cooking just for me and Pup since Justin’s working tonight — so no pressure, no judgement, no vomiting at the table. The stakes will get higher of course when I cook for other walking, breathing humans who have taste buds.
So, that’s why I am adopting this mantra: 80% is perfection.
Because I realize my fear of the kitchen has nothing to do with the culinary arts — rather, it’s my fear of making a mistake or messing up, or to put differently — not being perfect.
So, I’m working on embracing perfect in the f*ing imperfect.
And, I suppose that’s the best recipe I can learn.
Now, who wants to come over for dinner?
P.S. Here’s a little photo trip from the farmers market to my kitchen table — fire not included.