Cooking School

 I'm going to step out of my comfort zone and try something new for my little self.  In keeping with the fall excitment I'm feeling, I signed myself up for a cooking class at Southern Seasons in Chapel Hill.  They present a class schedule each month and I'm scheduled for an October class.  It's an interactive class where I will get to work with the cooking school staff preparing a fabulous menu. 

MENU:  Chives Biscuits with three onion spread, pork brochettes with bourbon sauce, sweet potato puree and wilted greens, and pecan bars.

This class will use North Carolina products/ingredients, so it should be interesting, I think.  I've never done anything like this but have always wanted to.  It begins in the evening and lasts for a couple of hours.  This class is small, about 12 of us.  Have any of you joined a cooking class before?  Maybe you can give me some hints how it works. I was thinking with the holidays around the corner I would get some good ideas for meals.  I get to wear an apron; how sweet might that be!

BUZZ- BUZZ

As a note of caution and make you more aware about where you're stepping, I stepped into a hole of yellow jackets this past week trying to save a kitten.  I was not able to get the kitten, but the ASPC was contacted.  I could hear the baby meowing so loudly when I stepped out into the darkness at my office about 6:30 this week.  My maternal instinct set in and I started my search in the dark.  When I FINALLY found it, it scooted up the tree. I came back down the hill backwards out of the woods and back into my car when I suddenly saw yellow jackets coming out from my scrubs pant legs.  I was panicked to say the least and immediately getting stung everywhere - my arms, hands, and all up my legs.  I got into our building and ran to the restroom and stripped of everything, bees flying.  By lunch time, I had to break down and go to the pharmacy for some 25 mg Benedryl and a big tube of Afterbite.  Got home early afternoon, more Benedryl (and yes, I was knocked out).  I'm good now, but I cannot tell you what I looked like then.  I am not allergic to bee stings ~ this was just sting reaction and it was horrible.  So, beware of where you step; they're out there.