Cooking and school together
Cooking and School...cooking school!
We cooked in school today, which was a lot of fun.
First we went to the market and bought the things we needed, practicing our verbs for spend, save, have left, etc.
We got masa for tortillas, huitlacoche (a corn fungus like a mushroom that is quite a delicacy), squash blossoms, epazote (an herb), quesillo (a long belt of cheese wrapped into a ball), chiles, tomatillos (called miltomates here), onions and cilantro.
I was out of my mind with happiness to see fresh huitlacoche. I had only seen it before in cans and always wanted to try it.
I also bought a pitahaya (a cactus fruit, very beautiful - bright pink on the outside and crispy snow white inside with little round black seeds).
We came back to school and made quesadillas in the kitchen. We cooked the squash blossoms and the huitlacoche (separately), shredded the cheese, and made tortillas with a big wooden press. We put some filling on the fresh tortillas, folded them over, and pressed the edges together.
Making tortillas for quesadillas
Luz heated a large terra cotta comal on all four gas burners til it was scorching hot. It was covered with cal, or lime, to keep the tortillas from sticking. We baked the quesadillas on top of it.
Luz cooking on the comal
The we had a lunch of quesadillas and pitahaya, sharing with our fellow students.
It is all women in my class, a nice group.
It seems most of the people in the class are teachers.
One, Mari, is a UN "bureaucrat" who speaks English, Japanese, Italian and French already. I walked home with her tonight. She is very interesting, has lived in New York, Japan, Switzerland and California, and has travelled all over the world.
Guelma is a retired teacher, a bit of a tough old bird, southern from Louisiana and Texas. Widowed and loves to tell stories. We have afternoon class together, just her and I and Erica, and it is hard for me to get a word in edgewise because she has such fun stuff to say.
Christy is the mother of 2, a 6-year-old boy and a 3-year-old girl, both pretty bratty because Christy never seems to discipline them. She has them here because her husband is Venezuelan and the kids speak Spanish, and she wants to be able to keep up with them.
We cooked in school today, which was a lot of fun.
First we went to the market and bought the things we needed, practicing our verbs for spend, save, have left, etc.
We got masa for tortillas, huitlacoche (a corn fungus like a mushroom that is quite a delicacy), squash blossoms, epazote (an herb), quesillo (a long belt of cheese wrapped into a ball), chiles, tomatillos (called miltomates here), onions and cilantro.
I was out of my mind with happiness to see fresh huitlacoche. I had only seen it before in cans and always wanted to try it.
I also bought a pitahaya (a cactus fruit, very beautiful - bright pink on the outside and crispy snow white inside with little round black seeds).
We came back to school and made quesadillas in the kitchen. We cooked the squash blossoms and the huitlacoche (separately), shredded the cheese, and made tortillas with a big wooden press. We put some filling on the fresh tortillas, folded them over, and pressed the edges together.
Making tortillas for quesadillas
Luz heated a large terra cotta comal on all four gas burners til it was scorching hot. It was covered with cal, or lime, to keep the tortillas from sticking. We baked the quesadillas on top of it.
Luz cooking on the comal
The we had a lunch of quesadillas and pitahaya, sharing with our fellow students.
It is all women in my class, a nice group.
It seems most of the people in the class are teachers.
One, Mari, is a UN "bureaucrat" who speaks English, Japanese, Italian and French already. I walked home with her tonight. She is very interesting, has lived in New York, Japan, Switzerland and California, and has travelled all over the world.
Guelma is a retired teacher, a bit of a tough old bird, southern from Louisiana and Texas. Widowed and loves to tell stories. We have afternoon class together, just her and I and Erica, and it is hard for me to get a word in edgewise because she has such fun stuff to say.
Christy is the mother of 2, a 6-year-old boy and a 3-year-old girl, both pretty bratty because Christy never seems to discipline them. She has them here because her husband is Venezuelan and the kids speak Spanish, and she wants to be able to keep up with them.
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