Lemon Lavender Pavlova
Let’s talk about failure. Victory would mean nothing, if not for failure. Succeeding at something after failing is that much sweeter, isn’t it? Because you know what failure tasted like. Often attempting something in itself is a prize, regardless of your reasons being fear of failure itself or the experience of attempting it. If nothing else, at least it teaches you something.
You get to face your fears and realize it’s not all that bad, that your definition of failure may have been wrong all along. That there is no such thing as failure. Call it a notch in your process of elimination – at least you now know what NOT to do now. Ultimately, failure is the biggest motivation one can hope for. If not in other aspects of life, I’ve learned to celebrate failure in the kitchen. It teaches me, improves my MO, makes me stick my tongue out sideways in concentration whilst I revisit my recipe ratios. It also gets my wheels turning to minimize waste and re-purpose failed ingredients. My failures weave the fabric of my creative life, and if I had to do it again, I’d do it exactly the same way – failure and all.
To that effect, here’s my failed pavlova – it helped me make better pavlova the next day. Mini pavlovas that are tiny little pillows of cloud that are crisp outside and sticky-mushy inside with a silky smooth lemon-lavender curd on top. That my friends is a by-product of my spectacular failure and I am so much gladder for it.