 
One thing I have learned about teaching in Indonesia is that it often requires a lot of flexibility. You do a lot of improvising. As part of the kindergarten curriculum we cook on Fridays. I love it and the kids do too. Today was our first cooking day. I was excited to cook "Kissing Hand" cookies. They fit perfectly with a book we are reading class call the "The Kissing Hand" by A. Penn. As I have said many times before I am planner. I found this great cookie cutter this summer in Seattle.
 I was feeling quite prepared.  I even had the dough chilled and ready to go.  After I had all five kids in their matching aprons we began to prepare the cookies.  They were absolutely adorable with their tiny rolling pins.  It dawned me that I had not preheated the oven so I quickly did that.  The oven was warming when I began to smell a strange odor wafting from the oven.  My assistant Ida looked and me with a confused look.  She obviously smelled the same strange odor.  I decided to investigate so I opened the oven door.  To my horror I saw clumps of fur.  I quickly closed the door.  When I started the oven I had inadvertently cooked nesting jungle rats in my oven, and just so you know they do not smell like "chicken".
I was feeling quite prepared.  I even had the dough chilled and ready to go.  After I had all five kids in their matching aprons we began to prepare the cookies.  They were absolutely adorable with their tiny rolling pins.  It dawned me that I had not preheated the oven so I quickly did that.  The oven was warming when I began to smell a strange odor wafting from the oven.  My assistant Ida looked and me with a confused look.  She obviously smelled the same strange odor.  I decided to investigate so I opened the oven door.  To my horror I saw clumps of fur.  I quickly closed the door.  When I started the oven I had inadvertently cooked nesting jungle rats in my oven, and just so you know they do not smell like "chicken". 

 
 
 
3 comments:
blech.
Ah, poor Kathi...cookies next week?
Barf!....I just threw up a little. You are a brave woman, Kathi. Jungle livin' doesn't sound like my cup of tea.
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