We are picked up at our hotel and driven to the school, about 13k out of the city. We are expecting an air conditioned van and instead are squeezed into a (red-car) tap tap with the other six members of our class. Not an auspicious start. Gary and Jan are able to secure seats inside the cab of the truck, so at least they are out of the heat. We make a quick stop at a small market where we learn about selecting the ingredients we will need for the various dishes we will be cooking. We will all make Pad Thai, Papaya Salad and Sweet Sticky rice with mango, but then we get to each select what soup we want to cook (three choices), which stir-fry (four options) and which curry (also four options). Everyone gets their own cooking station, so we can each cook something different if we so choose.
The school itself is located in the countryside with rice paddies all around. On the grounds are gardens filled with herbs and veggies used on site. Our classroom is open air and we are able to watch the sun set as we are getting settled in.
He then shows us how to create the various curry powders from scratch and we all get to take a turn pounding the ingredients with a mortar and pestle. I’m a little alarmed at the number of chilis going into the paste, but am assured I can customize my dish by using as little or as much of the paste as I want.
And then we are each dispatched to our own cooking station. The school already has each station outfitted with a little and a big wok, the various stirring implements we will need, a chopping block and sharp knife and a bowl in which to place our first complete dish. There are assistants who come around delivering little plates or bowls with the ingredients we will need for each dish as we are ready to cook it. They also whisk away the dirty dishes, and I’m loving that.Richie comes around plopping blobs of curry paste into our woks, each according to the dish they have selected to cook. It looks like an awful lot of paste in my wok, and the lady standing next to me whispers that she has scooped out half of hers and tossed it in her wastebasket, so I do the same and my finished dish is just the right kind of spicy for me.
I can’t recall the exact order of cooking and eating, but I do recall having Sweet Sticky Rice with Mango before eating our mains. Dessert first. I’m liking this school more and more. We each have our own cookbook to take home with us and I know of at least one dish I will be making in the future!
By the time we leave, we are full to bursting, have had a grand time and learned a few tricks. Fortunately, the school’s vans are waiting for our return ride back to our hotel, so we’re spirited away in comfort. We have lots of Asian markets in Minneapolis, so I’m pretty confident I’ll be able to find anything I need when I decide to tackle Thai cooking. But after a month of Asian food, I think I’ll need some hot dish and Mexican Food before I’m ready to revisit this part of the world.


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