Sole a la Grenobloise – Saveur
We could categorize the fact that I haven’t posted in 3 days as a failure as well, but I’m trying to be nicer to myself – if you had this kind of wicked awful heartburn, you wouldn’t want to sit here and type about food, either. But in addition to the lemon tart, I think the Sole a la Grenobloise needs to be discussed as well, because like the tart it was really only a partial failure.
The more gentle-minded may be inclined to say that it’s not failure, it’s learning, but let’s be honest: when the end result is not good, it’s a failure no matter how much you picked up in the process. A string of bad luck has made me very glad that tonight was taco night and even though it was a new recipe, you just can’t screw up tacos. They’re like a fancier peanut butter and jelly sandwich, especially when you grill the meat (or in my case, have someone else grill the meat for you so your house, dog, child or person does not catch on fire in the process).
But before I get to that, let’s go ahead and address the failures since they are sitting in my Flickr, waiting to be discussed on the internet by people just like me who are still new to this whole cooking/baking thing and still have to google the appropriate way to slice an onion (honestly, the knife skills class I’m taking at the end of the month cannot get here soon enough).
