When in the kitchen of a culture drastically different from your own, you must remember two things:
You will never be entirely aware of the end product of your labors.
Although Maisie, Robert, Marco, Isaac, and myself have the best intentions, we are woefully incapable compared with our young teacher (also remember to write down the recipes. This is a task we have repeatedly forgotten to do and should be considered a kitchen sin).It was expected that our chef skills would be a bit under par but when watching Gabby (our teacher) with fervent speed and the incredible ability to multitask create dishes, we could be the equivalent of kindergarteners in the kitchen. While we are desperately trying not to cry when cutting onions, or painstakingly peeling potatoes, she is buzzing around doing all the tasks in one fifth the time. There is never a dull moment with a five-person cooking class. We are learning valuable lessons such as empanadas are delicious and an extra meal a day never hurts anyone. The only drawback is we will all have to begin a workout regime.