Yesterday was great, ingredients and techniques meshed. Dishes that were thoughts became reality. Riding the wave of success I arrived early and started cooking. Well, my plans for dishes fell apart like sand castles at the beach. Theories failed, ideas were filed...and then things came back together. I slowed down, looked at the organized chaos around me. I looked at yesterdays leaps and looked to exploit them, refine, polish. After sifting through my culinary wreckage, one dish emerged: Roast foie gras with warm yogurt pudding, jalapeno, mango-miso and mahleb.
I let my pleasure of success create a fog. Once it was lifted, I began to avoid the rocks and see the bright blue ocean.