I haven’t written at all for about a month. Between a lot going on during the week and my computer not working like a portable computer I find it hard to even want to write.
So I began a cooking class on the end of July. How to describe it… first two classes I wanted to kill myself for having enrolled in such an idiocy.
Then I took a different approach to class. I’d take the useful information that I could use and then I’d get home and read that subject’s chapter in the Cia’s The Professional Chef.
This turned out to be a better method while coping with mediocrity. So far we’ve covered in class vegetables cuts (barely), stocks, soups and cremes. Ah and how to debone a chicken. Stocks and cremes was fun, I got to do a fish stock and a shrimp bisque that was incredibly tasty.
They were some squash soup, green beans and mint and vichyssoise. It was all very meh. Nothing mindblowing, like I had expected, nothing exciting.
On another note I made a chicken breast filled with basil pesto and mozzarella yesterday for lunch. Recipe here. It turned out pretty neat, except just a little dry. I ought to try that again.
I know this post is all over the place, so am I. Hopefully I’l have better things to say next week.