Carrot Mango Souffle
When I first got married, I used to make a carrot soufflé, often and it was one of our favorites. I don’t remember the recipe except that it called for beaten egg whites and they terrified me, completely. Fortunately, we do get the opportunity to further our expertise in cooking and now, I can beat egg whites, without trembling. As I think about it, it must have been a big deal for me to make this dish and conquer, momentarily my fear of separating eggs and beating the whites. I was one of those newly marrieds who knew nothing about cooking and before you say, “Me too,” keep in mind, I did not know how to make instant coffee or spaghetti (plain). I know my Mom cooked but I have no memories of us bonding over a mixing bowl or a hot flame. When my oldest daughter was young, I always baked with her and her friends and wondered about those mothers who did not. One day, it hit me; this was my rebellion against my mother. She did nothing wrong b...