Today, I was accused of never following a recipe.
The person who accused me (a sister) was right: following a recipe is hard for me.
The reason? Cooking is something that I'm good at. It is the one way I channel my creativity and yet it is okay if I mess it up. I'm not artistic, I'm not highly musical, but I can bring together flavors and textures and pretend like I know what I'm doing. And I enjoy trying new things.
Take today for example: I had an idea and I tried it out. It wasn't a bad idea, in fact, it was a very good idea. It just didn't work out the way I expected. I didn't follow a recipe, I didn't glean the thought from the internet, the dish was totally original. And having figured it out on my own, it turned out pretty well.
So, no, I didn't follow a recipe, and no, it wasn't fantastic, but it was edible. And that is never a bad thing. :)