A day in my life: Cooking Class

It was 9:20 and class started at 9:30 and we had not left the apartment. Kelli and Kari were both hurriedly trying to copy down the recipe form the document we had received in our e-mail late that weekend. We were gone on a homestay and the printing place would not be open in time for us each ot get copies of the recipe. They finally put it on Kelli’s jump drive and we planned to just plug it into my laptop… we trotted down the stairs walked out past the cars. It takes about 15-20 minutes to walk to school so we all decided to squish into a rickshaw and pay 40 rupees to get to school. (50 rupees is pretty comparable to a dollar so you can see how great something like this can be in a hurry).  We gathered our money together and I was on my way out of the rickshaw when my curta caught something and tore. But there was no time to waste so we walked briskly across the dusty ground through the gate with the watchman, past the ISP office and across the open dusty arena where we went up the stiars to our cuisine class.  We had made it in good time. Giving or taking 5 minutes in Indian culture timewise is usually ok. There we met our teacher who explained the menu to us. After, we each took an item or two to focus on and it was decided that I do the chicken dish. With the help of one of the students I had to get all the fresh ingredients and spices, make a paste with them and then add them to the chicken which was then cooked. Fresh coconut milk and lime juice was then finally poured in to help make the gravy. After all the dishes were done we took a picture of our meal and then ate it ( with our right hands) for lunch. This is always the best part because we don't have to eat mess food which is average at best.