Okay… so this is the part where things could go wrong.
I had happily agreed to help with cooking classes at the alternative school in Sofia. In my mind, I imagined turning up, smiling politely, and helping the kids follow some well-prepared recipe someone else had organised.
Then their message arrived.
“To save time you could tell me what ingredients you would need for the cooking classes and we would have it ready for you. There are three 45-minute classes with 4–5 kids per group. In the 45 minutes they need to cook and eat. We prefer the ingredients to not be too expensive.”
Ah yes… small detail.
Apparently I’m providing the recipes. And the ingredient list.
Right then…
Let’s see… lentils… lentils… and perhaps, just to mix things up a bit… lentils.
Oh boy. This is going to be fun. 😄