For the passionate only. What do you do when a chef falls from a car?

I'm a passionate woman, lover, wife, mother, friend, and chef.  I love what I do, and I wouldn't trade any of my experiences for anything this world has to offer.   They have made me who I am today, and the have all helped me to better my perspective on life and more importantly, about LIVING WELL.  I refuse to be anything less than full throttle in my passionate adventures, and I don't intend on backing down.  

    With that being said, when you are a foodie fanatic and everyday, you are looking for or testing new recipes, plating design, or restaurants, one is bound to hit a little diversity.  When I was a teen, a common question while playing "truth and dare', or (let's be real) "Spin the bottle", was, "What's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened?"  I never had an answer, and would rack my brain to find something that turned my cheeks red, or had made me want to run for my life.  Nothing ever came to me.  The more I think about it now as an adult, the more I realized I had never done anything I was truly passionate about or that I was willing to put myself on the line for.  

   You see, with every avenue of life whether a construction worker, lawyer, chef, minister, parent, student, or spouse, there is a certain element of risk that must be taken in order to achieve the best outcome.  Sometimes it's addressing a crowd in a controversial speech, or walking the highest scaffle to reassure a job well done, sometimes it's laying your emotions or truth on the table to grow a relationship, and at other times, it's grabbing something you've never worked with before and creating a masterpiece.  

   Being a risk taker doesn’t mean you are always putting your life on the brink of seeing eternity, I simply means that you are just willing.  Sometimes the path of risk is an emotional one, and at others, it's a time to see if you can simply laugh at yourself in times that you may have taken yourself too seriously.  There are all types of growth through risks, and you'll never know what you're truly designed for until you decide to take them.

    Now, as I have walked out my passions in life with my food adventures with all my heart, I have endured quite a number of cheek burning, heart pounding, sweat stained, and proud moments.  But the question still remains: 


What do you do when....

1) You drop an entire of platter of ziti meant for 40 on the floor

2)Walk around Kroger's cheese section with my top COMPLETLY down (due to carrying a baby while shopping).... and no, no one stopped to tell me

3)After placing 100 hand formed mini pies on the dessert bar, at a very elite dinner party, an elderly motorists runs into it crashing it to the floor

4) Catching on fire the head of cardiology @ Baylor’s, oven. (Luckily, they were having such a "good time", no one but my staff noticed

5)During the middle of a demo, realizing my zipper was down

6)Spilling my drink on one of the most highly respected chef in Dallas

7)Falling from my car walking into brunch flat on my face in the street

Well, what I do might surprise you, or shock you.  I don't wither away and hide. I don't cut off my relationships, or make excuses.  No. I own it, I use it, I learn from it, and I enjoy it.  I choose to live out my dream, and love my passion.  It may be risky, and at times it may be rough, and you may even have a couple of skinned knees or a broken heart, but it will make you love more and you will learn not only to just live, but to live well.