Yesterday I came home and my husband had a surprise for me. It was an envelope full of little tiny cut up words. He said, "Put it together and you will see where you get to go tomorrow night." I love riddles and he knows me so well. I don't ask for much help but after an hour I put together this:
Truffles and Trifles
Welcome to French Country Style Cooking with Julia Childs
Rules:
1. Wear comfortable clothes
2. Bring your own wine as long as you are over 21
3. Be one time
When: Wednesday 30th at 6:00
Where 211 Smith St.
Edgewater, Fl.
Okay so there was a lot more to that but I can't remember. To sum it up, he bought me a cooking class with a Julia Childs theme and our chef actually cooked with Julia on PBS and told us lots of stories. One time she was cooking with Julia C. and Julia didn't like the chicken they gave her to season so she threw it behind her head and kept right on going. It was funny to hear Marci talk about Julia. I played with my pearls I wore as she chatted on about her. I know, pearls are kitchy katchy but I could help but wear them.
So there were about 20 people, groups, couples and singles that got seperated into groups and we each had to cook two recipes. My recipes were Quiche Lorraine and Stuffed Tomatoes. My team was delightful. Three other women of all ages. We messed up on everything once but fixed it all and it came out fabulous. We had a great time and sampled every other dish as it was being made. Our teacher Marci was a trip and an half. She scolding me for stirring pieces of bacon as they fried. She also had a couple of the other girls frightened of being yelled at for not knowing how to crack an egg or something. Anyway, she made me laugh and I enjoyed her scolding. She really had a great sense of humor and answered all your questions. Some girls had never even seen a spatula before and confesed to cooking her bacon and eggs in the microwave. I thought Marci was going to pass out. She said, "The microwave is on the get-the-hell-out-of-my-kitchen list." The girl was jumpy the rest of the night. So anyways we all got to see a little of everything that was made and socialized over the smells and warmth of the spacious kitchen.
Another great part to the night was Chef Keith a jolly fellow who assisted and gave tips to us cookies. He tried to convice Marci to let us make two Quiches but she denied him and when it came time to cut our quiche, Keith said to me, "You better cut it like a gentile would." I was like "What? How do I do that?" Is this some cooking code I don't know about being a gentile? Keith said, "Like Jesus, make it so it is enough for everyone. Like with the fish and bread." I then got what he was trying to say and cracked up. I told him I would pray over the quiche and that it would be enough for everyone. He must of really thought that was funny because later when I was looking in the store part for European Cocoa Powder for a French Dessert I want to make, he snuck to the back and filled up a ziplock for me and literally stuffed it into my purse saying, "I don't see noting, hear noting or say noting." He has kinda of Jamaican Accent and a lopsided smile permentantly on his face. I giggle and open the wrapped deliciousness. The girls around me where like, "What did he put in your bag?" "When you use that you better invite us over!" "How did you get him to give you some?" I just laughed and shared my treasure with my new friend Karen. I felt as if I had drugs or something in my purse and was sneaking them out of customs in Colombia or something. It was entirely hilarious and I hope to go back and learn some more or be scolded some more.
Ah Julia, it was wonderful thinking and cooking with you tonight.
And thanks Hubby for this wonderful gift.
Le criminel Tiffany