Biscuits and Grits
Today was my last day with my American Studies group. The enrichment class is only held on Fridays with years 7 and 8; they do a different class each term to learn about a variety of things.
The class asked for food pretty much from the get-go. I'm not totally sure why as the food here is not all that different, but never the less, they wanted food. I talked about southern food, then baked peanut butter cookies, we decorated "turkey" cookies and ate sweet potato casserole for Thanksgiving, but still the last few weeks when I asked the kids what they wanted to learn about, it was all food.
So, in honor of our last class together, I talked with the food teacher. Yes, children here learn to cook at school, which I think is a fabulous idea! She was gracious enough to let us come in, join her group, and make a mess. Two groups of kids made grits while three made sausage biscuits. The grits I brought with me, I'm not sure they'll be able to find any around here, but the sausage biscuits were made from sausage meat, bisquick and milk purchased from the local grocery store, then made using my grandmother's recipe. Yep, there are now children in a little village in England walking around with a recipe for Mama Anne's sausage biscuits. I think she'd get a kick out of that.
The kids did a fantastic job of cooking! I was thoroughly impressed. The groups doing grits loved the fact that there was no real recipe, but that rather you had to taste it and then add to. One group's was a bit salty, but the other was just about perfect! Most kids had turned their noses up both at grits and sausage biscuits, but most tried them both. Most kids liked the grits, but all the kids loved the sausage biscuits! What a fun way to end our studies!
Now I'm about to board a train (3rd of 3 then 2nd of two metro rides) that will take me to Paris to see my parents! Although I got very little sleep last night-in large part due to the excitement-and cooking with the kids really took it out of me, I couldn't be more excited to see my parents!
I'm an only child and am very close to my parents. At home, I live about 45 minutes from them, and see them fairly frequently. It has been one day shy of four months since I have gotten to see them. It was about this long that I went without seeing them when I did my student teaching in New Zealand. But even in the last six years, technology has changed so greatly that thanks to Skype and FaceTime I get to see my parents almost every day, but I'm ready for a hug!;)
Although I'm still in England, I've already gone through border control and even collected a stamp in my passport!
The class asked for food pretty much from the get-go. I'm not totally sure why as the food here is not all that different, but never the less, they wanted food. I talked about southern food, then baked peanut butter cookies, we decorated "turkey" cookies and ate sweet potato casserole for Thanksgiving, but still the last few weeks when I asked the kids what they wanted to learn about, it was all food.
So, in honor of our last class together, I talked with the food teacher. Yes, children here learn to cook at school, which I think is a fabulous idea! She was gracious enough to let us come in, join her group, and make a mess. Two groups of kids made grits while three made sausage biscuits. The grits I brought with me, I'm not sure they'll be able to find any around here, but the sausage biscuits were made from sausage meat, bisquick and milk purchased from the local grocery store, then made using my grandmother's recipe. Yep, there are now children in a little village in England walking around with a recipe for Mama Anne's sausage biscuits. I think she'd get a kick out of that.
The kids did a fantastic job of cooking! I was thoroughly impressed. The groups doing grits loved the fact that there was no real recipe, but that rather you had to taste it and then add to. One group's was a bit salty, but the other was just about perfect! Most kids had turned their noses up both at grits and sausage biscuits, but most tried them both. Most kids liked the grits, but all the kids loved the sausage biscuits! What a fun way to end our studies!
Now I'm about to board a train (3rd of 3 then 2nd of two metro rides) that will take me to Paris to see my parents! Although I got very little sleep last night-in large part due to the excitement-and cooking with the kids really took it out of me, I couldn't be more excited to see my parents!
I'm an only child and am very close to my parents. At home, I live about 45 minutes from them, and see them fairly frequently. It has been one day shy of four months since I have gotten to see them. It was about this long that I went without seeing them when I did my student teaching in New Zealand. But even in the last six years, technology has changed so greatly that thanks to Skype and FaceTime I get to see my parents almost every day, but I'm ready for a hug!;)
Although I'm still in England, I've already gone through border control and even collected a stamp in my passport!
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