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October 31, 2004
ICE, ICE, baby
That stands for the Institute for Culinary Education, a most wonderful way to explore cooking with experts. My wildly fun uncle and aunt got me two cooking classes for my birthday, and my first class was last Wednesday. My aunt decided that a class on beer and barbeque would be appropriate for me, as one can’t take the Texan out of the boy. One can stick a can of beer up the ass of the chicken for a delightful barbecue, but I recommend doing it after the chicken is dead.
They’ve always given awesome gifts, things that could expand my horizons. My first Swatch watch in the early 80’s to last year’s Chocolate Show. They also assisted in my first jellyfish attack, but it was better than that poor guy who got swiped across his crotch.
I enjoyed the class so much. The leader was the brewmaster of Brooklyn Brewery, and the beers were top notch. We simply explored ways to mix beer in with traditional meals, with the added benefit of getting buzzed. I’m going to enroll in some more of them, as the school seems really good, and I’ve always wanted to become more skilled at cooking. They even have knife classes, and who hasn’t been panicky when seeing me with a knife in my hands?
Posted by G at October 31, 2004 02:56 PM
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Ohh.. I am jealous.
Beer in the chicken? I should try that!
Posted by: MzOuiser at November 1, 2004 01:18 PM
oh god.....please tell me you won't be making any burnt lamb offerings to ganish. or covering your kitchen in baking soda. or melting kitchen appliances down to twisted heaps on the target return desk.......again.
brian
Posted by: brian at November 5, 2004 06:24 PM