i guess i should make it widely known (or as widely known as this blog readership is...) that i base a great deal of my cooking and baking endeavors not only on the usuals, like pantry staples, seasons, and palette desires, but also on success expectancy. i am a true believer that failure is an excuse to try again, that getting back on one's feet is not only an indication of character and moral fiber, but true grit.
rejection is a hard thing, it can be a siege to your confidence. there's a reason why you need to get right back on the horse if you fall off, cus if you don't then, you won't ever again.
i remember when i was a kid, maybe 6th grade? the cute boy across the street was skateboarding outside and offered to let me try. i fell, hit my face on the curb, broke my glasses and scabbed my knee. the right thing to do, after, you know, wiping the blood, making sure my face wasn't broken and grabbing my extra pair of specs, was to get back on the board, actually listen to him as he explained the intricacies of balance and all that stuff. instead, i pretended that i wasn't hurt, i took my broke ass, as well as my wounded pride, into the house where i got cleaned up. to this day, skateboarding is dead to me.
my experience with pretzel making has been iffy. the first time i made it i was disappointed that my shaping skills were lacking. the 2nd time i made it was to serve chicken pot pie in it and while it tasted good, it certainly didn't taste like a pretzel. however, i got back on the proverbial saddle and tried again, this time pretzel challah, cus you know, why not add another challenge?
i like challah, because it is always dairy free, so therefore, angry asian friendly. this particular recipe was posted on the huffington post and i had to try my hand at it. i'm glad i did. the only things i did differently was i used bread flour instead of regular AP (very slowly but surely using up the last of my stash of gluten flours) and i broke down the steps into a two day process, shaping the challah and allowing it to rest overnight.
finally, victory was mine. i can now move onto something else. meanwhile this week our country was in the throes of election mania. to some people it was defeat, for others it was vindication, victory. regardless of party affiliation the fact of the matter is that women came out to be heard, Latinos showed their support, and the younger generation stepped up. that is victory. this was my 2nd time voting and i'm glad for the opportunity to do so.
my other challah recipes:
chocolate challah ball ~ speaking of failures! i was so dramatic in this post...