My So-Called Day Off

A few months ago, I agreed to go and teach English via cooking to 25 third-graders. We made oat chips with whipped chocolate. Basically, I got them all riled up on sugar then left. (My apologies to the entire staff at the school.)

But this did not mean I didn’t get my just desserts. I can honestly say that three hours with 25 nine-year-olds is the equivalent of a 100-hour workweek. Hats off to the teachers that do this every day. Here are a few pictures from the day.

Thanks for organizing it Christina.