Know your strengths.

I just attempted to cook chicken adobo for dinner. It’s a fairly simple meal and I’ve seen my mom cook it a thousand times. I was pretty confident I could work it out. Just garlic, soy sauce, vinegar, and chicken… how difficult could it be? Apparently pretty difficult. I don’t know where I went wrong, but it tasted like rubber. So cooking is not a strength of mine, it never has been. I’ve been trying to practice so that I can at least make edible concoctions (for my fiance and future children’s sake), but I’m never going to be a Rachael Ray and I think I’m finally okay with that. I never like accepting defeat, but in this case it’s the smartest, and safest, thing to do. Who knows, maybe every now and then I’ll surprise myself and come up with something fabulous, but for the most part I think I’m gonna have to stick with the basics. Instead of repeatedly trying and failing in an area that I’m clearly not cut out for, I’m going to start focusing that energy into things that I am good at. This doesn’t mean I’m giving up all together. I’m just accepting that I can’t be good at everything. :/

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