I’m Back!

Picture this: I am sitting on my kitchen floor, fresh brownies are in the oven, I am listening to some Daft Punk, and a thought comes to mind. My poor, neglected blog. 
I am so sorry for not posting in a while. Things have been very crazy in my life lately. I am planning for a trip to Anaheim for a choir competition, and the sir’s homecoming date is inching ever closer, so I have also been anxiously awaiting that. Though, I have to confess that my motivation has been waning. I haven’t been baking as much as I was, and I spend less and less time in my kitchen as the time moves on. I’ve become discouraged, dear reader. What makes me think that I would ever be able to not only own, but to run my own bakery?
That is, until I went to church this past Sunday.

“Most dreams die a slow death. They’re conceived in a moment of passion, with the prospect of endless possibility, but often languish and are not pursued with the same heartfelt intensity as when first born.” -Dean Karnazes
These words spoke volumes to me. If I don’t pursue my dreams with the same heartfelt intensity as when I first thought them, then how can I expect them to come true? Your dreams are only as real as you make them. So, on that note, I will try my hardest to be better about posting, and about not doubting myself.

Because, as a wise old man in my life keeps telling me, “If you argue your limitations, they are yours to keep.”

As always, happy baking.


Recipe: Failure

These past 10 days have been a huge series of failures.
And that is okay.
I have always been a gifted student. School never really was very hard for me, and I passed mostly with flying colours. I never really learned how to fail at things because when I did fail, it made me feel so ashamed and less than a person. It’s something I still struggle with today. I do believe that this is the very reason why God made baking my passion. Baking is not easy. There. Someone had to say it. It is a complex series of exact science, and something very small, (such as rainy weather. *sigh*) can cause disastrous results.
I know that it is discouraging when you fail at things. It’s a very difficult thing to toss that cheesecake in the bin, along with those three attempts at a souffle. It’s not easy to see people say that a recipe should be easy, when you have failed at it many times. But, when you do succeed, it is going to be the best feeling. Better than if you had made the perfect bread on the first try.
As a wonderful song I know goes, “The greats weren’t great because at birth they could paint. The greats were great because they paint a lot.

So keep painting.
And happy baking.