Today I was experimenting and somehow changed the look of the blog. let me know what you think , better, worse moreconfusing. I guess all the goodies are on the left pane now... Im not sure I like it...
A tale of culinary obsession, love, adventure, travel, spiritual growth and wonder as it unfolds. Travel stories and photographs, restaurant reviews, recipes, Culinary school reviews, cookware reviews, meditation, yoga, India, Italy, Thailand, France, Rome , Paris, Scotland, Edinburgh just to name a few.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Thai Cooking school in Bangkok.
Cooking Thai food in Bangkok. After checking out several schools this one proved to be the most entertaining and actually low key as well as informative. With a classroom full of internationals from Brazil, Australia, Japan, England, Switzerland and the US, we enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere and yummy food. So after freezing my tush off in Italy for the last several months, I am now sweating it off in humid Bangkok. As this was rather spontaneous I am glad for the few warm weather clothing items I happened to pack. Mostly yoga clothes. These are quite a few photos beginning with a market visit and through various classes on different Thai dishes. Wow what a switch in food. And after the crappy food we were fed at the Italian Institute of crappy food and abuse, Im thrilled with the fresh and fantastic food i am experiencing in Thailand.
this is coconut milk processing , this bowl contains the shredded coconut that later we will squeeze to get the coconut mil we use for the amazing dishes we prepare.
Fish and shrimp, Thai style. I love going to different market. This one is actually quite small and really clean and no stinky smells. Other markets have all of the dried fishes, shrimps and other sea things then when dried smell very strong ! this one is bright and cheery perhaps it caters to all of the cooking schools in the area. It seems to be everywhere that I see little signs for cooking schools, so it is quite a business.
Not good at change
I feel like my parents. As I sit here attempting to make sense out of a new Blogger format, I barely had an idea of how to handle the last version now we are on to another, I find myself remembering my father and the VCR. I have become my parents. I left several unfinished blogs in draft mode awaiting my photos and I can't seem to figure out how to find them now... Perhaps in time I will.
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