I want to talk about Yorkshire puddings.
I love a Sunday roast and I pride myself on my beautifully crisp, huge Yorkshire puddings. It never used to be this way though; I used to buy pre-made ones because mine always turned out soggy or under-risen. I could never get them right, no matter how many times I’d check on them to make sure they were done or not.
And then someone told me to stop checking them. Make the batter, heat the oil, pour them in, close the door and wait. 16 minutes of anxiety later, worried about overcooked, burnt Yorkshires and I opened the door to find the most perfect puddings you’ve ever seen.
By being too hands-on I was causing more harm than good.
Sometimes we have to just trust the process.