Too much soy.
The garlic burned.
You forgot to dry the broccoli.
But you made it again.
You adjusted the heat.
Used a bigger pan.
Skipped the sugar and let the carrots speak.
Got closer to good.
Then you made it again.
The vegetables started to make sense.
You didn’t measure.
You tasted.
You trusted.
Ten stir-fries in, it wasn’t about dinner anymore.
It was about paying attention.
Noticing what mattered.
Letting go of what didn’t.
Ten thousand stir-fries later,
you’re not just cooking.
You’re creating.
Mastery doesn’t show up in a moment.
It shows up in repetition.
In the small choices.
In the courage to ruin lunch and still come back tomorrow.
You don’t need ten thousand recipes.
You need ten thousand tries.
Start with one.