Although I didn’t anticipate it, being out of the kitchen while still in such close proximity allowed me to absorb practices organically, over time. Until I had a treasure trove of information in my mind. I began to mimic what I saw. [I learned…] just because I don’t get it the first time, or even the second or third – it doesn’t mean that I’m a fraud just that I haven’t mastered it yet and if I want to and if I’m serious about it I better keep going. And the best thing about it all is that the more I make, the more I eat out, the more I realize how little I know and how much more there is out there. Which instead of making me despair, makes me glad because as long as I will be on this planet, I will always have something to do.
