Cooking in French! (warning: shameless self-promotion)
I've been all over the place busy. But in a good way. I've been doing this fun thing, and by fun I mean terrifying. I started doing groups which I call 'Cooking In French.'
Here is the cool logo devised by moi. (with the helping hand of Isabelle.)
C'est quoi ça?
Let me explain. Cooking in French are small group classes for grown ups taking place at my house, and where I teach French and French cooking at the same time. Yep. If you don't think that's fun then I don't know what to do except for crawling right back into my shell.
This is how Cooking In French was born:
A few months ago, I asked myself "How come no one is offering a combination of French language and cooking class?" Then I answered to myself: "Obviously, if no one is offering it it's because it would be no good." But then the first self asked the second self "and why in the hell not?" and the second self answered. "well it would require someone who can both cook and speak French and we don't know anyone like this." Then both the first and second self looked at each other and in unison turned toward the third self, the one who gets enthusiastic and doesn't understand simples words like non or pas possible, the gullible self, the gregarious and hard working self, the insane self who promptly said "I'll do it! It's so moi!"
But seriously, isn't there learning and learning? There is the infinitely tedious way of learning that makes you want to jump off a cliff, and there is learning in a way that is hands-on, playful and directly applicable to real life. After all, don't we all learn to speak our language around food? The French especially. All three selves agreed this would be a wonderful way to learn. A way where you get to speak food, prepare food, laugh and eat food all en Français. Learning while cooking engages all the senses and helps the lesson stick. Cooking in group breaks barriers of self-consciousness or shyness. Also accent issues are greatly diminished when one is dealing with a mouth full of Boeuf aux carottes--the world's foremost accent equalizer.
The truth might as well be told that unpublished writers, it turns out, cannot live on paper and ink alone. Also some unpublished writer's children are growing up, becoming independent and giving their (unpublished) mother more time to do things like Get a Job. But I'm too fiercely independent to work for a boss, also, writing is and always will be my first priority (before the children. Kidding. But almost.) So I wanted to do something fun yet meaningful that took no more than a few hours a week.
So if you know someone who wants to learn French cooking while learning the French language and if that person lives around Los Angeles, give them my email address. It's a blast (metaphorically and and figuratively you should see the kitchen afterwards) and a really good value methink. Right now I'm putting together a beginners adult group and need four more people to get it started. There is also a intermediate and advanced group.
Voila. I'll keep you posted on the progresses of this project as it evolves. So far I love it.