Ever stand over a pot of caramel, boiling ever so slowly, patiently waiting for it to be just right, only to turn your back literally for sixty seconds and have the whole batch of caramel overcooked? Well I have and I just did. Now I could choose to stew over the whole entire hour of watching the pot boil being wasted or I could make “Lemonade,” so to say, or in this case toffee. In fact not only am I going to make toffee I am going to say that that was my original intent in the first place, because hey, this is my kitchen and I have that right. My kids will come home from school and they will see the fresh Christmas toffee and they will be thrilled all the while never knowing that I had ever intended to make Caramels.
Isn’t that how most of life seems to be? A long list of failures that if looked at correctly can be chalked up to successes if we see what we have learned and if we choose them to be. So here is to more toffee days when things turn out differently than planned but every bit as nicely as hoped.