Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The First Class

So, about last night...

...it was fantastic.

It really was completely and utterly fantastic.

First, Vicki was an amazing host. She made sure I had the oven on the right temperature. She made sure everyone had a refreshing beverage. And she even made sure that everyone listened to me when I had something really important to say about cookie dough.


She was a rock star.



For those of you who were wondering or praying or pacing the floors, rest assure that not one person or building burned to the ground. In fact, it was as smooth as I could have possibly hoped it to be. And most of that has to do with a really fun, really excited, really talkative group of women!



If you really want to know, I found myself very nervous yesterday. I kept second-guessing my recipes and my timing and my one-liners. At the last minute, I printed off some ghetto business cards just in case someone needed to contact me...hopefully to book another class, not because of food poisoning.

And I admit that there were moments when I screamed"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?!" inside of my head as I stood in front of them.  But thankfully those screams were drowned out by continuous Christmas music and discussions on salted vs. unsalted butter. I am in the unsalted camp, myself.



Somehow, someway, it all worked. And people had fun. And I felt like I could do this forever, especially if exotic places that required my passport were involved.



Most of the women admitted that they didn't cook or bake, one even told me that she is an expert at the drive-thru. But when I asked for volunteers for every recipe, they jumped at the chance to try it out. I was really thankful for an engaged, responsive crowd. And in the end, they each walked home with a dozen cookies and a box full of hand-made truffles. Oh, and we devoured the peppermint roll too.



Some of them even asked if I could teach a class on appetizers, and I said, "Um, yes. I am from Oklahoma where appetizers are their own food group and Velveeta is like a member of the family."




Afterward, once I had washed the chocolate from beneath my fingernails and had slithered my way up the stairs and into bed, my first thought was, "I survived."

And my second thought was, "When can I do this again?!"

I would say it was a very good evening.

8 comments:

  1. You are a rock star, and you inspire me to pursue my dreams and live life more fully!! HT

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    1. That could be the nicest compliment, ever. Thank you and go for it, sweet friend!

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  2. Yay! So glad that the first class went well. I'm sure everything was amazing!!!

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  3. When I first read the title of this post (The First Class) I thought it was going to be about being upgraded on your trip to NYC :) But I am glad to hear that your class went well. Looks like a lot of fun. Love Vicki's oven mitts -- and is that a Santa apron on one of the gals? Love it! You look cool as a cucumber doing this. And that chocolate peppermint roll ... There really are no words for how good that looks.

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    1. Ha! Shelley, that would be so awesome if we got bumped up. I will let you know if that happens. :) Yes, one of the gals wore a Santa apron, bonus points for sure! And the peppermint roll is to die for. Truly. It is that good. :)

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  4. Yea! You are a rockstar!!!! So glad it was a huge success!!!!

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  5. YAY!!! SO proud of you!!!

    Love, the Seester

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