this is the very last week of my culinary classes, and tensions and emotions are running high. i’m glad it’s over, since it means more free time as well as a big accomplishment for me, but i’m also really going to miss these classes – i’ve learned so much. but i’m also quite stressed, since my finals are this week and they’re scary. and i could really use some sleep, and a little break for my brain, which refuses to shut off and keeps obsessing over recipes and menus.
tonight, i will get a list of three ingredients from my cooking instructor, and tomorrow night i have to prepare a three course meal using all of the ingredients. i’m at the mercy of whatever is left in the kitchen, which is difficult since they’ve been trying to clean it all out and aren’t restocking some of the basics, like fresh milk. i have a schedule to maintain and present my dishes before a panel of judges at the appointed time. i know it’s going to be a meat, a seafood, and a fruit, but beyond that, i’m clueless.
cool, right? except for the blind panic that occasionally creeps in. i have a rough plan, which involves a lot of mexican recipes and rick bayless’ cookbook, and my fantasy is for white fish or shrimp, chicken or beef, and raspberries. we’ll see what happens.
in the meantime, i’ve been taking pictures of things i’ve been getting at the farmer’s market. rather than continue my stress rant, i’m going to try and enjoy the gorgeous produce of the season, take a deep breath, and close the cookbooks until tonight. any slightly ocd insomniac can relate – i’ll be up all night with those books, reading, copying, and maybe even cooking…