Today is Tom's birthday and he's home lounging around. He actually hasn't been feeling well this week and said that he didn't want to spend eight or so hours of his birthday miserable at work. Can't blame him there. I gave him a card and a DVD (Casino Royale) this morning, just to make the morning special. He hasn't completely made up his mind what present he'd like from me. He's mentioned several things including a creepster stool for the garage and a new hood for his GTO. I can tell you this - he's not getting the hood. But whatever I get him, something tells me it will be car related. As my obsession is tennis, his is currently his beloved GTO.
Well, I'm running on about four hours of sleep today. I went to bed at 1:00 last night and got up at 5:00 and let me tell you - I really don't recommend it. But I was partying with the Keiser University crowd and you know how that can be.
Yeah, right.
Seriously though, I was at Keiser University, taking a cooking class. It was the first of three classes, to be precise. Part of the Continuing Education curriculum, the Beginning Series touches on knife skills, sauces and cooking techniques. While I can cook well enough to keep Tom and I fed, the kitchen is not exactly my comfort zone. So when I found out about these classes, I thought they would be perfect.
Our class consisted of 10 people, eight women and two men. And I know one of the women. (I have done freelance for her company) It was great chatting with Ann and so nice to have a comrade in the class. We learned a tremendous amount, more than my little brain could take in really. The chef taught us how to do all sorts of slicing and dicing. We chopped onions and tomatoes, julienned carrots and red peppers, minced garlic, sliced mushrooms, chiffonaded* basil and fine chopped parsley.
I was just beginning to get comfortable with the chef's knife when everyone was given their very own whole chicken to cut up. I thought this was something I wanted to learn to do so I was all into it. But handling the chicken gave me the heebie-jeebies and after I'd struggled for a bit, I had to have a lot of help from the chef to bring my bird back to respectability. Ann and I agreed that we'd rather pay to have someone else cut our chicken up, thank you very much.
Then it just got worse, from an ick-factor point of view. The sight of a whole snapper on my cutting board didn't exactly thrill me. Though it was a beautiful thing, in a fishy sort of way, all silver and green with red eyes. One of which I accidentally touched (ew!). The instructor saved me again by cutting out the first filet. Which was a good thing because by the time I was done hacking at the other side, I only ended up with about half of the other filet.
Let me say that we had covered a whole lot of stuff by this time and hadn't even begun to cook anything yet. I didn't eat anything before class because I was sure that we would be eating our work. Also, the chef was filling in for another chef and apparently thought our class ended at 10:30 instead of 9:30.
Anyway, back to class. Finally it was time to start putting things together. We each had our own little portable gas burner and our mise en place (literally: everything in its place. meaning all of our ingredients and tools prepped and ready to go). We sautéed, we seared, we boiled and ended up with three dishes to take home in styrofoam containers. One with chicken, one with fish and rice pilaf. I only had a small taste of each one, but - yum!
Especially the rice, and it was very simple: Heat pan, then add oil and heat. Add diced onion (1 cup), diced celery (3/4 cup), sliced mushrooms (1/2 cup) and diced/julienned carrots (1/2 cup). Sauté for a few minutes. Remove from heat and stir in white wine (1 cup). Return to heat and add butter (2-3 TB). Add rice (1 cup). Bring to boil, then lower heat, cover and simmer for 10 minutes.
These measurements are just approximates, they just happen to be the amount that I had prepped. I would definitely have added more mushrooms and carrots if I'd had more. With the rice and wine, I'm just doing an eyeball estimate of the amount that was given to me.
We were allowed to take the rest of our cut up chicken home and any of our prepped ingredients that were left. And we did not have to clean or wash up. Thank goodness, because by then it was 11:30 and I still had a 45 minute drive ahead of me. Once home I was too keyed up to go right to bed. By the time I had unwound, it was 1:00.
The class was fun though and well worth it. I'm looking forward to learning more next week.
*I suspect that's not actually a word