Thursday, August 10, 2006

You Are What You Eat

The other day in class, my instructor was talking to another student about men and she turned around as I muttered, “Men, they’re either straight or married…” Now, she seems pretty cool, but the look on her face was one of shock, so I wasn’t sure if she was surprised that I had just come out while making flan, or if she was bothered by it.

Today, I got the answer…

One of the ethnic cooking classes was making a dish from a country from their background and one woman did an English High Tea. Beautiful cucumber sandwiches and small pastries—all beautiful. Chef was describing it to us and walked up to me and said, “Oh, I brought something she made for you…” and handed me a fairy cake.

Class just got a lot more fun.

3 comments:

My adventures said...

i loved culinary school...

tim said...

My favorite Chefs at my culinary school practically jumped up and down when they discovered they had a big ole queen in class.

Boz said...

Pain and Fear!
You can smite 'em.
With a nomadic peoples non-dairy biscuit-effect item!

Ahem.

Sorry...