Friday, September 12, 2008

More Cooking with the Kindies

Since today is Friday, we didn't have kindergarten lessons today. Cate wanted to have another cooking day. Cooking days are great for four reasons: 1.) I get to come in at noon, 2.) The kids love to cook and usually reward us with excellent behavior on cooking days, 3.) I don't have to make lesson plans, and 4.) I get a free lunch and charming people to eat it with (Cate and Angel, as well as the kids).

Today we made a special type of stuffed rice cake called song-pyeon (not really sure of the spelling, but that's how it's pronounced). You make them by taking a little bit of dough (smashed rice), rolling it into a ball, forming the ball into a little bowl, stuffing it with filling (we used a sugar and peanut mixture), and then sealing it. After that, they are steamed in a huge, special pot. When they are cooked, they get a little bit of sesame oil on them.

Along with the song-pyeons, which were delicious, we also had kimbap, kimchi, pickled radishes, and spicy rice cakes for lunch. As an added treat, Cate brought a sweetened rice beverage (which I can't recall the name of). It was an excellent lunch, although I chose not to partake of the kimchi. I'm really not a fan of the stuff, although I will occasionally eat it. It's disgusting, but strangely addictive.

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