Wheee! It's almost spring time and that means camp is just around the corner!
Okay, it's not really camp. It's a weekend cooking class.
But it's just like CIA boot camp (no, not the hush, hush, ultra- secret CIA, the other CIA -- Culinary Institute of America). Anyway, the Culinary Institute has a one-week boot camp for home cooks and I've been dying to go.
Mostly because I want to develop better cooking skills, but also because I just want to say I'm going to CIA boot camp.
See how cool it sounds? Plus, they give you fun accessories -- tall white hats and chef's clothes. Ooo, it makes me feel chefy all over!
But, alas, my kids are still in the single digits (under 10), which means I'd need a spreadsheet and a new computer program to try to figure out who could help my husband care for them while I'd be away for a week.
So instead, I've opted for a local weekend cooking class, which I've dubbed, "CIA Lite."
Everyone in the family is excited for me to go, primarily so I'll stop doing my happy dance around the kitchen every night while I sing, "I'm going to camp!"
Although my husband did raise an eyebrow when I told him I'd be perfecting my "knife skills."
And he wasn't thrilled when he found out he'd also be responsible for Peanut Butter, Jelly and Valentine, the three preschool class hamsters we signed up to take home that weekend.
But as I told him, what can compare to COOKING CAMP? I mean, you get to play with food, use sharp knives, and maybe even wear cool chefy clothes.
I wonder if they give away any goodies? A souvenier cotton T-shirt would be nice, don't you think?
