Months ago, in an effort to take the bull by the horns I suggested to E that we take a singles' cooking class. November felt so far away…and yet last Friday feels like yesterday. It was a superb experience.
We paid $100. And saw every penny in value.
The night began with white wine sangria served to us by the resident mixologist. While the chefs prepped the kitchen, we were encouraged to socialize donning aprons that frankly, made me look like a Keebler elf. So much for giving any thought as to what I was going to wear.
We were divided up into 3 teams…I lost my crutch in E. Although, I had a fun group. We were charged with the pumpkin-stuffed canneloni, braised kale and shaved brussel sprout salad. I scooped pumpkin, boiled pasta and rolled canneloni. I could have done more but the warnings of lost appendages due to sharp instruments guided me to the more blunt duties. Blunt and I…we're friends.
One chick went a little far with the whole damsel in distress routine and actually sliced off some finger. I hope it was worth it!
Prep area turned into dining room as we enjoyed a great meal prepared by our fellow singletons. We followed dinner with drinks at a local with some of the male "chefs". No sparks, but there was beer, pool and Celine Dion on the jukebox. Good times.
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