Illusions in Norway.
World-schooling my boys was paused as the fjord slicked off, the pollen settled and the sea monster across the way surfaced.
Illusions in Norway.
World-schooling my boys was paused as the fjord slicked off, the pollen settled and the sea monster across the way surfaced.
“Oh we’re not gonna to take it. NO, we’re ain’t gonna take it!….sorry, echos in the ear of a younger me and my Twisted Sister cassette tapes.
Now back to the prompt.
In the picture it’s not the cow in a chef’s uniform that seems twisted. It’s the watermelon cow with a bite out of its back. Take a look and tell me what else you see.
Thanks Amsterdam for keeping things interesting around every corner.
Upon visiting Chateau de Dampierre-sur-Boutonne just north of Saintes, France the curator told us he had just set up a Cocotte show on the third floor. Not what I was expecting to hear!
This replaces the Indiana Jones scene with the golden head and sandbag for me.
Or see but I was super excited! Just look at these beauties!
The curator happened to have a friend with the largest collection of cocottes in I’m not sure what demographic, but it was quite sizable.
Being a chef and lover of evenly heating cookware I figured it was a sign.
Later in the week I welcomed our hosts back to their home with a nice batch of short ribs procured from a local butcher that had worked in that had worked/owned that butcher shop with the picture on the wall from 1974.
right out of the vac seal. No moisture loss at all. Wow.
I tourned carrots, potatoes and zucchini to go alone with them but then plated and served hot (as it the priority) so no photographic evidence of the final plates.
Thanks for the prompt Michelle Weber!
Best reason given for being a bit late to class:
“I had to poop sideways.” Oakley tells us.
“What?” I say.
“The cat was laying down in front of the toilet.” he says.
Merlot, the cat, was not to be moved causing my son to sit sideways on the toilet for a poo. Hence, pooping sideways.
Danish school day at the farm.
In our travels we are continually asked, mostly by Europeans, “How can you have the kids out of school for a year?”. We have heard in other countries you would be fined or it would just not be allowed.
Let me point out that our boys attended Montessori school through third and first year. They will go back into the same school without dropping a grade. Montessori is a great system of learning that matches the boys really well. They will be returning for year five and three. My wife mentions more about this here.
I want to share my view of what school looks like with my boys using a few lists and photos.
Cambodia.
Campus Locations (thus far):
Ho Chi Minh City
Vietnam
My earlier cursive on this outline.
Learning Objectives:
The three Learning Objectives were recommended by their teachers before we left but more drop into our lap with ease due to what we are doing. Geography, Languages, History, and Science are staring us in the face. This is truly a magical learning experience for all.
Local currency is often used in math lessons.
I chose to join in and relearn Cursive in order to teach it to the boys. When the teacher joins with the class to show he or she is motivated to learn it’s like you’re on the same team. Struggling along with the students really creates a learning bond through empathy.
This Belgium cafe classroom had many benefits.
Tools:
So far my experience worldschooling the boys has been very positive. I have been able to use teaching techniques used for culinary students with the boys. I’ve learned how each learns and how to bend a lesson and allow flexibility to get each to grasp the lesson.
Not your usual 2nd and 4th grade class photo.
I don’t think we want to be their teachers into highschool but I’m certainly glad to have had the privilege of being one of their teachers this year. Just can’t beat this 1:1 student-teacher ratio.
French vineyard maintenance is absolutely astounding. The land is covered with vineyards that are meticulously pruned and straight.
Day after day they park their utility car on the edge and prune before the vine shows any green.
This week’s WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge- Lines is a pleasure. The lines of the vines, the lines of the rows, and the line of the posts.
For Sadie, the only person I know from Maine, USA: I know you miss “Labsta Day” and I’m sure you haven’t had your fix in a while.
Lobster Thermador
This is to show homage to all those beauties that gave their lives for learning and tasting.
As a Chef Instructor for 12.99999 (slightly superstitious here) years I had the pleasure of teaching multiple classes. I taught the two classes with Lobster demos and fabrication.
On “Labsta Days” by some unknown force or possibly genetics, Chef Sadie would find her way to the class just as a dish was finished.
Other Chefs had their favorites as well. Some would seek out Lamb (Chef Anjali) and others wouldn’t care what you were cooking as long as it would fill a seemingly hollow leg (Chef Paul).
I had a weakness for “Cookie Day”. Secretly dropping subtle hints to pastry class after pastry class letting them know I happened, just by coincidence, to enjoy, very much so, a few chocolate chip cookies if they found it in their hearts to relinquish a couple.
Mmmmmmmmm COOOkies…..
Sorry about that, I seem to have lost my train of thought. Back to lobster or homard, as it is known in French.
I have collected photos of my dishes produced for demo or that I did while joining the class for production.
Sautéed Lobster on Dilled Sweet Potato Mash, Leek Cream and Sautéed Spinach with Bacon
Most were delivered to Chef Sadie for “inspection” and for fear of her hearing that lobster was being produced and consumed without her being notified.
Lobster, Chive and Gruyere Omelette
While here in France I have had opportunity to play with Langoustine AKA; Scampi, AKA; Salt Water Prawn.
They are fun to clean and vary in size. Fun is a word I like to use to sell peeling garlic to someone. Really they are tedious but well worth the sweetness they deliver.
Shoot on over to a past post titled Chef Gurr Work and Play to view more of my work as a Chef Instructor.
Lorikeets are always looking for love and taking care of each other.
In Australia we saw a few here and there. Maybe three or four in a tree. They seem to always be paired up.
Then we hit the motherload at a campground in Queensland. They had a feeding station and it was total mayhem!
What was a few in the trees chatting to one another turned into at least 30 in an instant. They came from thick bush and tall eucalyptus trees. Zipping by our heads to get their beaks on a bit of soaked bread.
Later that week, in another town, we heard the same commotion as we exited a grocery store at dusk. In the trees around the parking lot there were around a hundred lorikeets.
These fellas really are prolific.
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Prolific
If it’s not the cocks then it’s the cats.
Hero, waiting for the Let-er-iner
When I think of this week’s WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge, Awakening, I hear the roosters.
Traveling the world housesitting along with petsitting has involved dogs, cats and chickens. But sometimes it’s not even the ones we’re watching announcing that morning has arrived or rather, about to arrive. Those chooks could use a new watch. At 3am the sun is NOT about to come up.
As for the cats. I’ve always attracted cats. We have one and I am the feeder, the let-er-outer and the..well just repeat those titles as many times in the day as you can.
In Australia we met a cat I mentioned him in another post titled Happenstance. His name is Patrick, he was an old male that had the power to startle a middle-aged heavily snoring male straight out of bed wondering and saying “what the hell was that?”. He has since passed on but I won’t soon forget his roar.
I’ve been using these weekly challenges to push me to write. Thanks again,
Wat Ban Den near Chiang Mai, Thailand holds a massive reclining Buddha with a striking smile. My attention kept coming back to the red lips even in all the gold and decorative tile work.
To me it looks like a smile of contentment.
Thank you WordPress for the nudge today.
Rusty, a 3-year-old male Irish Terrier marking his Denmark territory. Waypoints on our walking routes, it you will. I keep telling him he’s been there and that it’s his pee but he has so much energy he doesn’t mind being thorough.
Yup, I took a picture of his ‘waypoint’.
I can’t blame him though, I like going back to a favorite spot too. I only ran him out of pee once. He has what seems to be a 5 gallon tank. He will mark 75 waypoints on a 30 minute walk.
Now I haven’t been marking territory quite like Rusty but I have placed a few waypoints of my own. Mostly because I don’t have the memory I used to. In fact, I can’t remember ever having a good memory. My wife, as some of you know, can remember what the weather was like on a certain day 17 years ago.
Denmark was a black and white landscape that occasionally showed purple and violet. I am grateful for the hospitality of the new friends we met there. (Thanks Ib, Anne, and all the Denmark family)
Anyway, where was I? Oh crap… Yes, I’ve marked major waypoints on this map link Gurr World Map Waypoints showing where we have been. More stops to come! The map is interactive so you can zoom in and around. We started our trip going west from Portland.
I’ll keep blogging. Be sure to follow along.