The Times They Are a Changin'

Wow.  So things are not what we were expecting.  They are totally much more kick ass.  Firstly, I showed up to class on Monday morning and I wasn't on the roster.  Whoops.  I chalked it up to Italian efficiency.  However, when I got out of my first class I saw a crowd of people buzzing around our newly posted test results.  I went over and discovered that not only had I made it into the intermediate level, I had in fact been promoted into the advance professional level.  What?!

Cecilia, the head of the school office, saw me furrowing my brow in consternation, attempting to decipher what this meant.  She took pity on me and came over to explain that I had a whole new schedule.  This is a very good thing.  My new classes only have six people (as opposed to 15 or so) and are all taught by amazingly talented chefs.  We're going to be studying a lot of haute cuisine and molecular gastronomy and whatnot, so I'd better put on my big boy pants.

(My cool learnin' stuff kitchen.)

In more confusing and distressing news, I also placed into intermediate Italian language classes.  I can't stress this enough people, I DON'T speak Italian. Whatthehell?

So in my first awesome cooking class, Creative Italian Cuisine, we made some pretty cool stuff. First we made a frozen scampi mousse in the shape of strawberries.  The adorable little things are served with poppy seeds for verisimilitude and chopped  peanuts for garnish.

We also made an amazing garlic bread foam with anchovies and red pepper coulis. (Insert giddy laughter and slapping me here.)  All in all things look extremely promising. 

As expected, in her two days of language class Mme. Pants now speaks amazing Italian.  She's naming everything in our house and flirting with old men in cafes.  I think she may be some kind of linguistics robot.  I'll let you know if my theory pans out.

-L. Pants

Comments

[auntiepantsa]

OMG OMG OMG OMG -- reading your blog entries is more fun than... than... than even watching OKGO dance on treadmills !!!

Congratulations, Matthew.. YOU DA BOMB...

or

in italian: (per google translator):

Voi bomba di Da

[dandyna]

right translation: SEI UNA BOMBA :))

[auntie]

Thank you so much Dandyna.

Sei Una Bomba sounds so much better !!