Yesterday we took a cooking class! I learned how to make Pici, a hand rolled Sienese/Tuscan pasta. We made a tomato garlic sauce, which is Sienese. The guys (half of them, anyway) tried to stand around and watch, but we threw taunts at them until they started making the sauce! Actually, it was more like there wasn't a seat for them and they took advantage of that, then we started making fun of them and the instructor informed them that they would be making the sauce, I think. It all turned out very well! We ate Tiramisu after the Pici. And we walked their in the rain.
I have all of the recipes.
I set out this morning to find a cookbook, which I will hopefully choose tomorrow.
Today in class, I realized that I talked for a full conversation without having to translate in my head once.
And, today was my birthday! And my wonderful friends on the program surprised me with lots of desserts. Lots of desserts.
Our art history professor took us to a museum on Monday which used to be a hospital. It was opened in the 1300s and was a hospital until the 1950s. There are still today large tunnels and rooms excavated into the rock under the hospital which used to be used as storage rooms. Our teacher took us down into them to show us around, and then after we had gotten sufficiently far into the maze, he said that class was over, he was not going to show us the way out, and he would see us next year.
I asked one of my friends if that would count as an excused absence or an unexcused absence. Students trapped in underground labyrinth by professor. We decided excused.
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