Yesterday I pulled a Rachel Ray and taught two cooking classes. I taught a Lebanese Cooking Class to some folks. On the menu was Chicken Shawarma, Rice Pilaf, Hummus, Roasted Eggplant, and three different sauces. I have to say, it was actually really fun, and I hope the students enjoyed themselves. I think the second class of 10 went a lot better than the morning class of 6. I think it's because we were all friends and chatted up a storm, so people were just kinda messing around instead of watching me make my food. I suppose that's ok. Then after that first class, I was incredibly tired. Like passed-out tired. I went to my bed and basically passed out. There were two helpers downstairs, but guess who my daughter wanted to be with???? Just guess? ME of course. So I told her, please oh please let me sleep, as I was already half way there. I gave her two choices, stay with me on the bed and sleep or stay quiet, or go downstairs and play with one of the helpers and play with me when we wake up. She choice the first option, but it ended with, "mom, are you done sleeping yet?" So finally she went downstairs but I heard her not being so nice so I went downstairs. I ended up playing with her, which is of course, what a good mom should do. But I was just so exhausted and out of it.
The second class was much better. People paid attention. I really felt like a teacher and it was great. Then after the cooking, we went downstairs and ate the food, complete with Arabic music. It was pretty cool.
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