Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Dalmatian Cooking Classes

Curtis signed us up for a cooking class.
Apparently when Steven and Curtis went to Thailand last year
their cooking class was a major highlight.

We initially met our hostess in a café.
She told us a bit about how to read the language.
(Which would have been nice to know before church on Sunday. 
I must confess that singing three consonants for one note was a high ratio for me 
and it took me four versus to figure out how some of the accents made the letters sound.)

In this diet everything is about freshness.

They go shopping each morning.
They smell their fish to determine freshness.
and they pick what they are going to eat for the day based on what is at the markets.
Virtually very town has a market.



Our cooking teacher took us to all of the markets.


Here is a video of us at the bread market

I lived on the Mediterranean for a year.
Every morning by my apartment in Nice the locals set up a market that took up a good portion of the main street
and by early afternoon they took it down.
Every.
Single.
Day.
As an American who focuses more on market efficiency, this totally baffled me.
What a waste of energy.
But today, it finally clicked.
Their priority is freshness.
Not market efficiency.
It definitely has its charm.
Even if it is totally inefficient.

She said that rooster is better than chicken because they have more muscles and fat, 
so we opted to make a rooster soup.



It was fun.
Our teacher took us to her home
She lived in a charming little Dalmatian-style home.
Which is made of thick, square stones and traditionally has
green, shuddered windows (her shudders were blue, because she likes blue)


(These Dalmation-style homes found in Split. They are not cooking teacher's)
The houses are tiny inside.
But so very charming.
As is the food.







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