Showing posts with label cooking class. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking class. Show all posts

04 January 2016

Technicolor dining news January 2016

Welcome to 2016!  I hope that your 2016 has started on a bright note. Speaking of notes, I received a note asking if Technicolor dining was closing. Not, it is not.  The loss of several family members and friends and life demands did halt blog posts at times in 2015, but the blog is not closed.  Thanks for your patience while and continuing to read the blog during.

January marks the beginning of a New Year on the Gregorian calendar. An opportunity to renew, recharge and begin with a clean slate, or should I say clean plate!



I invite you to join me in exploring:

  • a surprisingly easy pork tenderloin recipe
  • a dinner where Lowcountry dishes meet New Orleans
  • a new cooking class series
  • a savory recipe for acorn squash 
  • and a few surprises along the way!

Coming soon: a Technicolor Dining Facebook follower recently asked my opinion of Canadian whiskies. I replied that I was woefully ignorant on the subject.  As a result, I've been asked include a regularly scheduled post labeled  Technicolor After Dark that will explore the wonderful world of libations.  Watch for more details.

Do you have suggestions for future topics to explore?  Share them in the comments below.

Are you ready?  Let's go!

Wishing you a healthy,joy filled 2016.


Be well,
Technicolor girl
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21 August 2014

Throwback Thursday: A Cooking Class Date

photo courtesy of  L'Academie de Cuisine
In the early stages of getting to know a potential romantic partner one generally engages in activities to get an idea of how much compatibility there is with the other person. I consider dining one of those activities that can be very telling. In one case, I  suggested attending a cooking class. He thought it was a great idea. I'll call him Myron (of course, that is not his actual name)

We selected a mutually agreed upon date, class topic (Thai cooking), and paid for the class at Sur la Table.   A few days before the class my car malfunctioned. I took the car to a mechanic and picked up a rental car. On the day of the class  I was assigned a  work project with a short deadline. I called Myron and asked if he would drive so I could work on my laptop as we drove to class. He obliged. We were delayed by rush hour traffic, so I called Sur la Table to inform them of our delayed arrival.

We arrived 15 minutes late and ushered into the class where two spaces were waiting for us. The instructor nodded as we entered the room and continued to lecture on the evening's topic. The couple we would be working smiled and returned their focus to the instructor.  Myron began to talk and I put my finger to my lips and pointed to the instructor. His gaze returned to the front of the room.

Quick introductions were made with the other couple at the table and they explained what steps they had already taken  to prepare the meal we would be eating.  From the corner of my eye I saw Myron looking at the ingredients and muttering to himself.  I suggested that we wash our hands and help out.  Midway through cutting up the vegetables for our dish Myron struck up a conversation with one of the class volunteers.  She chatted for a few seconds and tried to move on to the next group. Myron didn't seem to notice; the volunteer looked a bit uncomfortable and the couple at the table looked anxiously at the unchopped vegetables.  I slid the board in front of me and finished chopping the vegetables. Myron looked at me and asked what the rush was, the volunteer made a quiet exit to the next group, and the couple looked relieved.

Once the dish was cooking and covered the instructor began to lecture about the next dish we would prepare. I was studying the recipe and following along with the instructor's discussion. The instructor stopped mid-sentence. I looked up from the recipe. The instructor attempted to mask his annoyance as he asked, "Is everything alright?".  The question was directed at Myron who was  sword fighting with his knife. Myron chuckled, "I'm fine. This knife is nice and lightweight". The other members of the class looked and Myron and then at me. I felt flush with embarrassment as I leaned over and whispered to Myron to put the knife down. He  looked at me with mock confusion, placed the knife back on the cutting board and replied, "Boy, everyone is so serious here. I thought this was supposed to be fun."

As we pulled into the driveway after driving from class, Myron looked at me and grinned. "That was fun! We should do that again", he exclaimed.  I replied, '"I'll have to check the calendar", I replied knowing full well this would not be an activity I would suggest again.

I've moved on with my life as has Myron;  I still attend cooking classes, but I've not suggested one as a date activity since my outing with Myron. 


Be well,

Technicolor girl







28 May 2014

Confessions of a Cooking Class junkie

photo courtesy of L'Academie de Cuisine
There are two unwavering facts about me: I love to learn and I enjoy cooking.

My mother frequently tells my friends that when I was in the first grade I cried because I couldn't go to school on Saturday. After reassurances that school was actually closed and I would be able to return to school when it reopened on Monday I reportedly stopped crying.  First grade is also about the time I received my e-z bake oven. After I outgrew the e-z bake oven I began perusing my mother's cookbooks and offered to help prepare dishes.

Today, I'm more inclined to sign up for a cooking class.

Friends and associates have asked me, 'why sign up for a cooking class, when you can just get the recipe on the internet?  Yes, I can get the recipe  the recipe from the internet, but it is the in person
guidance and feedback that draws me to class.  Recently my manicurist asked if I was planning to become a chef. The answer is 'no'. However, I would like to improve my cooking skills - whether that is how to hold a knife properly, how to cut an onion so that it can be diced or sliced as efficiently as possible, or how to cook with beer, so that I can be a  better cook.

I've attended cooking classes with friends, co-workers, direct reports, solo and as a date night. In many ways participating in a cooking class can tell you a lot about a person. Classes often have at least one participant who displays one of the following behaviors:
  • Chatty: talks the entire time the instructor is talking and then ask others nearby to repeat what was said
  • Competitive: rush into the classroom to secure the seat closest to the instructor and will rush through to prepare the food
  • Contrarian: challenges the instructors directions and guidance to let the instructor and other participants  know they have cooking experience
  • Dictatorial: very similar to the Contrarian, but attempts to instruct and correct fellow classmates on how to cook
  • Sanitary challenged: constantly touching hair, face, nose, phone and other unclean items while cooking. In some classes the instructor takes on the task of reminding the Sanitary challenged to wash their hands. Other instructors tell the entire class that for the well being of all present, the instructor, volunteer teaching staff or classmates may ask students to wash their hands and not to be offended.
Most of the time the class flows smoothly and everyone leaves with a recipe packet and a tummy full of food.  Then there are the classes where something inexplicable happens - perhaps a personality clash, miscommunication, simple misunderstanding. More often than not the class participants just move on and focus on the task at hand because the class is only for a few hours.  Sometimes, the conflict seems unavoidable. One evening I was the last arrival at a setting for four participants. As the instructor reviewed the recipe packet with the class one  of the women at my table began talking to her friend and as the talking continued the instructor stopped and asked the woman if she had a question. The woman replied that she didn't have a question. When we commenced to making the dishes in the recipe packet the woman challenged the direction being taken on each dish. This behavior so infuriated another team member that she refused to work with the woman  the entire evening.  The woman and her friend made a hasty retreat shortly after eating the meal we had prepared.
 
Despite that tense group moment I still peruse course catalogs, emails, and booklets from organizations to learn a new technique or how to prepare a dish.  More friends have begun suggesting cooking classes or cooking organizations to me.
 
Where do you take cooking classes?
 
My name is Technicolor girl and I'm a cooking class junkie. I'll see you in class!
 
Be well,
 
Technicolor girl
 
 
 

01 April 2014

April 2014 Technicolor dining News

After a seemingly long, cold winter I'm eagerly awaiting the arrival of Spring in the Mid Atlantic area.

Check the blog often or subscribe to receive blog posts. Highlights of planned April activity:
  • Recipes for Easter or brunch
  • An interview with at least two chefs
  • Attending a cooking class hosted by 2014 James Beard Award semifinalist

Technicolor dining now has a page on Facebook

You can also follow Technicolor dining on Twitter: @techdinegirl


Let the journey begin!


Technicolor girl prepares for take off



Be well,
Technicolor girl