This should be the tale of my thirtieth year.

11.14.2004

Cooking salad.

Today was my first of two cooking classes. It was fun. I felt like I wasn't participating as much as normal because I was fighting off a headache. (B-dawg was nice enough to beat me up when I got home, which made it basically go away.) We went to the Los Gatos farmer's market. It was small and very nice. It is truly amazing what will grow in this state in November. Everything is so backwards here...things turn green in the winter.

The cooking class was very nice. The theme was "what you can do with things you find at the farmer's market". We learned some nice dressings, and watching our teacher's knife work was amazing. It was also confirmed that my expensive taste in pots and pans in also good taste. (High end SS All-Clad) I skipped the oysters, but got brown nose points for knowing mignon was "cute" in French. Next week is Fish, so that should be good.

Have I told you about my shocking moment on the scale the other day? Well, I have cut out coffee (because I never have it without sugar) for starters. I miss coffee.

Watched White Christmas when I got home. I was pooped and didn't feel like doing anything else, and that movie ROCKS. I will eventually take dance lessons.

S, B, and I just watched another episode of the Long Way Round. It is on Bravo every Thursday (and gets rerun throughout the week). I highly recommend it!! I am terrible. I was going to call people this weekend, and have never gotten around to it. Just call me evil.

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