I was reminded last weekend that my skill in the kitchen didn't develop overnight. Sunday night I made dough for rolls and stuck it in the fridge. (It's the recipe for Hoagie Rolls from Artisan Breads Every Day--a really lovely dough to work with, which I forget when I haven't made them in a while.) Monday morning, I got up early and portioned the dough and formed the rolls. I managed to get them baked before I had to go to work. Boy, did the house smell good when I left. =) At one time, I never would have had the confidence that I could pull that off, but in the past 5 years of baking and blogging, my baking skills have improved tremendously. How? Through repetition, of course. And also good teachers--Dorie Greenspan, Peter Reinhart, and lots of others.
Yet I still get frustrated when things don't turn out quite the way I wanted to--when they aren't perfect. The demons of perfectionism and I-don't-have-enough-time have been really getting to me lately, which is a lot of the reason why I haven't been posting much. I get hung up on the idea that if I don't have anything new and exciting to post, I shouldn't even bother. But there's beauty in sharing the things that have gotten better with practice, and in writing just to express what's on my mind.