The classroom at the Stonewall Kitchen Cooking School
All day yesterday that I had a niggling feeling that I was going to get myself into trouble, and then it finally occurred to me that my last post may have sounded a bit snarky.
Snark is the 00’s answer to the sarcasm of the 80’s; tomorrow’s parents will tell their teenage children that ’snark isn’t funny, it’s a sign of insecurity,’ and then their teenagers will go ahead and be snarky anyway. Hello, they’re teenagers. They ARE insecure.
Which is exactly my defense for my own ‘ill-constructed’ comment about the title of the class I will be teaching on May 9th at the Stonewall Kitchen Cooking School. If it didn’t come across in my post, I am thrilled to have been asked to teach a class at Stonewall. A thrill that is well-tempered by just a bit of performance anxiety. Oh, I’ll get over it. I always do.
Okay, enough on that subject. Right now, I want you to take a good long gander at that gorgeous classroom in the photo above. York isn’t all that far away, and the class is filling up fast. We are going to have a great time, and I’d love it if you would join myself and the very nice people at the Cooking School on May 9th.
And if you can’t make that, or if you really want to do a complete immersion in chocolate (not literally, of course), don’t forget that this coming weekend I will be teaching at the Hartstone Inn in Camden.
