Friday, April 24, 2009

Denise

I made risotto. And spanish tortillas. *Cue skepticism*

My sisters and I have never been known for our culinary skills. Our mum is to blame though, since she cannot cook for the love of god. I remember her trying to cook dinner one night...Our dad came home with take-aways, just in case.

Staying alone overseas does bring out the love and talent for cooking. I guess after eating pasta for the what...7th night in a row...one starts to experiment with other cuisines. Plus it's so freaking expensive to eat out all the time.

Actually, I don't think cooking is that hard a skill to pick up. You cut, cook, taste, cook and taste again. If it isn't tasty enough, add some salt or sugar, or soya. If you want something different, google it. All it takes is effort, and a belief that you can do it.

On this topic, I would say belief in oneself is essential. Sometimes doubt is what stops us from trying, and putting in the effort. We think that it is too hard, and therefore we do not try. Self-fulfilling prophecy no? The world would be such a more productive place if people believed in each other, and inspired others through actions of their own.

Take for example one night at my place. Irena wanted to learn the guitar, so I played 'Leaving on a jet plane' and she went: "That's too difficult". Well...I told her I picked up the guitar only 4 days ago and hearing that, she tried. I'm proud to say she can sing and play 'Leaving on a jet plane' after only an hour. You go girl! For me, I guess I never believed that playing the guitar was that hard in the first place. Maybe that's why I'm learning fast.

Doubt is one rational thought that should be characterized as irrational.

That said, I believe in the capabilities of both my sisters, even though they constantly annoy the hell out of me. I know I'm trying psychology here, but hey, if it works, it works=)

And post something bitches.

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