It’s still January, so I give myself permission to still write about new year’s resolutions… Now and in another blog later 😬
My new year started off with me working just two jobs instead of three, and let me tell you, the extra time has been amazing. I feel like I can actually breathe. The end of the year was a whirlwind and I feel like I barely got to notice, much less enjoy, the holidays.
With this extra time, I’ve decided I want to do more baking.
This post is NOT about my successes in the kitchen this new year. Oh no. It’s about the flops.
Because that’s just it! The new year is NEVER going to go perfectly. There is so much pressure on January 1st to be the first day of a shiny, “New Year, New Me”. Why do we do this to ourselves? I will be writing a whole post about my thoughts on this, so I digress.
One new thing I started last year was brewing kombucha.
It is so much fun and so much cheaper than store bought. My husband even likes it better than store bought! Now, we don’t drink tons of it at a time, so I have bottles of booch sitting in my fridge. I thought, why not try making sourdough? I’ve seen lots of folks post about it in the Kombucha brewing groups I joined on Facebook.
I gave it a go. This is what happened.
Yeah… All over my cabinet. If that’s not bad enough, it totally smelled like rotten eggs when I opened it. So, that jar went in the trash.
I do plan to try it again. Just not yet.
On MLK day, I had the day off, and didn’t want to be completely lazy all day, so I turned to instagram for baking suggestions. The one I got was to make French macarons. I have long desired to make my own delicious and delicate little macarons, but been far too intimidated. It seems my fears were not irrational.
I don’t even know. It was pretty much hopeless. Not to be wasteful, I formed the dough into balls by hand and pressed it onto parchment paper.
They surprisingly turned out pretty tasty! Overcooked and crunchy, but not terrible. I only tossed out about half the dough.
The new year shouldn’t be the only time to learn from our mistakes, but it’s certainly a good reminder to be patient with ourselves. Life is often imperfect, but we can always make the best of it.
Happy new year, happy baking, and please, if you have any tips for macarons, send them my way!