We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Our cooking class with the Master
Our cooking class teacher, who called himself "The Master."
Making stir-fry veggies in our Thai cooking class. I volunteered to do something the Master called "adventure style"...
Adventure cooking! What the camera failed to capture, however, is the part where I turned my head and shrieked furiously for a minute.
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