Day 78: An Attitude of Success. What Does That Look Like? Barf Apparently.

I define success as one of those things where you never, never give up. It is a mental attitude, and is not a game for quitters. The persistence will pay off, and eventually you will get it right. I have learned this lesson many times, and many times forgot it just as quickly…until today that is.

I have been on a mission lately. Over the past few months I have lived with numerous different Korean roommates, one of which made me a Korean pancake once, and I fell in love. Not with the roommate, with the pancake of course. And then she left, and all I was left with was a partial ingredient list and a half understanding of how to make it. So I tried anyways, and for the past two days I have been experimenting with half a recipe trying to get it right. The first batch tasted like glue, and would have been suitable for a kindergarten class pasting project. The second batch was no better, except I added WAAAAY too much salt. Talk about a pucker-face. HA!

Now, if I didn’t like pancakes so much, I might have packed it in and just stuck to my regular North American-style sugar laden pancakes. Not a chance. When this gal has an idea in her head, there is no stopping her in getting it. So what if I had to have pancakes three times today? I certainly didn’t get to where I am today by quitting things.

So with the help of social media, some good friends, a great recipe, and a little patience I went for round three. Third time is a charm they say…and they (whoever “they” is) are right!

Voila!

Now even though my younger siblings make fun of me, and think it looks like barf, I still think it looks yummy. And it was. The only thing unhealthy about the recipe was the flour. The rest was made of green onions, leeks, zucchini, eggs, water…and a wee bit of salt. My siblings can have their sugar loaded pancakes; I’ll live the longest, look the youngest, and laugh the hardest when their bad dietary habits catch up…and it will. I am the oldest of five, and I still look younger than they do.

HA! Eat that kiddos! (Literally).

Being older and wiser I know though that it is only a matter of time when they ask me (just like I asked my mom, after I knew it all)…”So, what is that you are doing again?” And I will smile a humble smile, hold my glass high, toast to their health, serve them my barf-looking pancakes, and bid them “Bon appétit!”

Morale of the Story:

“If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.”  ~W.C. Fields

…or destroy all evidence that you tried.  ;o)