I just recently was reminiscing about my lovely experience a couple of summers ago. I unknowingly signed up for a vegan cooking class. Believe me, I would
not have signed up for this class if I knew what was coming. I took the class with my cousin Late.
Here's where she blogged about the horrifying escapade. A little correction to the title: the students weren't the vegans, it was the teachers. All of them but one were vegan. The one who wasn't a vegan, Alfredo (not Linguini, that's from Ratatouille), was awesome. When someone asked if he was a vegan, he replied, "Nope, I'm a Catholic." That really made me laugh. There was some pretty awesome food involved, like:
- Tomato-Basil Soup
- Peanut-Asian-Noodle-Pasta-Stuff (although it had way too much garlic)
- Chocolate Cheesecake (would have been great, but they had to ruin it with tofu)
- Everything that Alfredo made
- Other things I can't remember because it was a while ago.
Now, don't be fooled by my extensive list of good food from the class. We also had:
- Veggie Sushi (I'm not a fan of sushi in the first place)
- Vegan Burgers (It's not a burger unless it actually has meat, not CABBAGE)
- Green gravy (It's not gravy if it's green, okay?)
Like I said, my memory of the class isn't very good, so there's definitely a lot I'm forgetting. Oh, well, I think you get the idea.
~Caroline
I use pseudonyms on mah blog, so...hence the Linguini. I'd never forget Alfredo...:D I still amaze people with that marker flipping thing he taught us. Except it goes wrong sometimes. Heh.
ReplyDeleteYeah, I never did figure that out. It was pretty impressive. :) I wasn't sure if you forgot his name or if you did that on purpose! Haha!
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