Two major life events happened last weekend… No, Brian and I didn’t buy a car together (that would have been MAJOR), and no, there is still no puppy (sorry Mom). I did, however, run my first ever full marathon on Sunday. Then on Monday I decided it would be ok if I turned the big 3-0!Read More
I loved culinary school. Not only did I get to play with some top-notch ingredients every day, but I was also learning so much about a subject I couldn’t get enough of. Even in the most frustrating moments, like my icing not being even enough, or my buttercream roses continuously looking like tiny cabbages, I was smitten. I always say, if I could just go to culinary school for the rest of my life (without the tuition cost of course), I would be the happiest camper that ever lived. Truthfully.
My favorite class was Candy, where we played with chocolates, brittles, and gold flake. We got to pull and blow sugar into whimsical shapes and create showpieces in bright, edible hues. The instructors were amazingly odd and mad scientist-like.
My least favorite class… Bread.Read More