Okay, preface: First off, I'm well out of high school. I just thought the cooking forum would enjoy this.
Every Friday for our cooking class we had "free lab". You could make whatever recipe you liked as long as you had a plan and told the teacher the Thursday before.
My teacher "Mrs. Weed" (That's not a joke. It is truly her name.) is an older woman, probably in her 60's, with a bit of a growling voice. She walks over to our table and asks what we'll be preparing for free lab.
I pipe up before the rest of my table has time to react. "A baby", I announce with confidence. She looks starkly back at me and I think I know what is about to happen. She shatters my world-view as she responds with disbelief, "You've only got an hour! You can't cook a baby in an hour."
Every Friday for our cooking class we had "free lab". You could make whatever recipe you liked as long as you had a plan and told the teacher the Thursday before.
My teacher "Mrs. Weed" (That's not a joke. It is truly her name.) is an older woman, probably in her 60's, with a bit of a growling voice. She walks over to our table and asks what we'll be preparing for free lab.
I pipe up before the rest of my table has time to react. "A baby", I announce with confidence. She looks starkly back at me and I think I know what is about to happen. She shatters my world-view as she responds with disbelief, "You've only got an hour! You can't cook a baby in an hour."
Fucking hilarious!