My house mate Laura says she can't cook (this is not true, I've seen her make lots of lovely things but anyway...), but she can play piano. I definitely can't play piano, but can cook, or at least manage to put together nice meals without setting fire to things/poisoning people. We decided to try and sort out this unbalance of skills and swap cooking lessons for piano lessons. Woopeeee!
The first lesson a few months ago was a combination of about 8 different dishes to make a middle eastern style banquet, tabouleh, tzatziki, hummous, fateh, grilled houloumi and a few other things. It was chaos. The food turned out lovely, however the kitchen was a big muddle of plates, peelings, pans, spoons, stuff everywhere and a slightly confused, manic Laura and Leanne in the middle trying to pull everything together before our 6 guests arrived. Oops. I was told to rein it in a little for the next one, "Good idea" I said.
"Something like Curry"
"Cool! We'll make vegetable samosas, a couple of different curries, pilau rice, a side dish and these lovely little..."
"Calm down!"
So we made a nice simple potato and bean coconutty curry and some onion bhajis. The onion ...