Just Do It.
June 26, 2012 § 2 Comments
You know that old adage about the only way to conquer your fears is to face them? I gotta say, I couldn’t agree more.
If you’re a regular reader of my blog, you’ll know that I am not skilled at cooking. I was not blessed nor trained with the ability to bring complimentary flavours together or create a gourmet entree from a counter full of ingredients. I am, 100%, one of those buy-the-sauce-and-add-the-chicken kinds of girls. Initially, I was terribly intimidated by certain undertakings, namely roasting a turkey, baking a pie or making cabbage rolls.
Roasting a turkey was an immense milestone for me. While I have always enjoyed hosting family gatherings, every Christmas or Thanksgiving I would leave the turkey roasting to my older sister, mother or grandmother. I would volunteer for Easter dinner and bake the ham!
Baking a pie was naturally intimidating given my grandmother’s great talent. It didn’t matter what flavour, apple, pumpkin, lemon meringue…the bar was set very high.
And cabbage rolls. I had tasted them, loved them, but didn’t grow up eating them, so they always seemed a far off achievement. I had heard about the women in Italian families getting together for an afternoon to make cabbage rolls, which translated in my mind as a lot of difficult work, if so many hands were required to assemble them!
As I was assembling my first set of cabbage rolls this afternoon (on my own, using a recipe from my new favourite website: MennoniteGirlsCanCook.ca), it occurred to me, how bigger the task had loomed in my mind than it actually turned out to be. I could picture in my mind the proven “cabbage rollers” I knew, commenting about how easy it was, and teasing me at how long I had waited to conquer the task. Yep, just plain silly. 37 years old and never made a cabbage roll. I could think of worse things.
Like making it to 30 before I attempted a turkey, or 25 before I took a crack at a pie.
Bottom line, give it a go. What’s the worst that can happen? Now, onto skydiving.