It’s a Long Way from Three to Thirteen

It is, really. Thirteen year olds are light years away from three year olds in so many, many ways, but when it comes to handling dough they're closer together than they might think. They also really, really like pizza.

In this class, of course, there's a lot more freedom (and time) to come up with some unique creations.

I was glad to see them using their sautéing skills to cook onions, and their newfound knowledge of stovetop pepper roasting to roast and peel peppers to use as another topping. Sliced mushrooms were also a popular addition.

As always, there was friendly goofiness, fun conversation, and lots of giggling, all of which I am not allowed to blog because I'm sworn to secrecy in spite of my whining that they are leaving me with very little blog fodder.

 

Instead of telling you about teenage romance, friendship dramas, and general goofing around I suppose all I have left to report is that we also made Italian sugar cookies, but none of us was particularly impressed with the results. They were dry and, in retrospect, could have used a generous drizzling of icing.