No crying over failed kitchen endeavors
Yesterday I was trying to hard boil eggs for lunch. I say trying as it was an epic fail. Usually they turn out perfectly as I have this blog post printed out and follow it to a T. The last two times though, not so much. The weird running egg phenomena was realized yesterday, thanks to instagram and explained by a friend who is a chef. The culprit is too fresh or too young eggs resulting in a thin membrane around the yolks. Farmers markets are apparently the bane of the hard boiled eggs existence. Any way, I got over the kitchen fail and went on with my day. Until dinner when the quinoa (also cooked with a no fail technique) was still had water in the pot at the end. WTF. Two fails in one day. For a brief second I wanted to burst into tears and yell “I’m never cooking again!!” but I quickly got over myself. I instead laughed and thought of my studio where I fail at things so often I don’t want to admit. However, I tend to have less confidence in the kitchen than the studio …so today I think it’s salad for lunch.