My College Experience (day 6) *Baking*

Today I get to college 15 minutes early and I noticed ‘Vo’ already in the kitchen. (Odd- he’s usually late!) I head to the lockers to grab my stuff as usual and to go get changed in the changing room. ‘L’ is sitting in the locker room getting his stuff together when he tells me that out teacher/chef is off sick and that we have a substitute which is actually my soon to be evening baking course teacher/baker. (Which I will start on the 31st!) When I head into the kitchens I see ‘Vo’ packing his stuff and going for the door and says he is going to go home now as he doesn’t feel very well. He smirks at me and the others then leaves leaving our sub teacher/baker surprised and confused. (I can never tell if what he is saying is genuine as he grins like a Cheshire cat after everything he says!)

We all get on with the lesson and we get told we will be baking bread today which we are all very please and excited about!

Things we baked;

  • Brown rolls
  • Chelsea Buns
  • Bath Buns (look like rock cakes)

This was my chance to make a good first impression and to show how competent and skilled I can be to our sub teacher/baker… (I do want her to be happy and nice to me when I am in her classes) But did that happen? Probably not…. My issue always seems to be keeping up with everyone else. Not because I struggle or I don’t know what I’m doing but because I take my time in doing things right or at least try to… She told us once we measure out our ingredients to weigh them out again to double check it’s all dead on exact because when it comes to baking – over or under / more than and less than can drastically effect the end result!

She told us to get the ingredients ready in a bowl each but not to do the water yet which I was doing but after the flour everyone stopped while the teacher/baker was out sorting an order… I asked 2 of my class mates if we were supposed to get the rest of the ingredients on the recipe sheet but they said no it was just the flour… But when the teacher/baker came in she was annoyed that no one seemed to be doing anything and that there was no ingredients in a bowl on her work space. (Apparently we were supposed to get her ingredients weighed and ready for her  as well as our own!) So when she started asking for different ingredients I was giving her the ones I had already weighed out for myself and giving them to her thinking I would have time to weigh some more for myself… (One of the reasons I was behind.)

This is probably going to make me sound so ditsy but one of the ingredients was vegetable fat and so far in college we have only worked with vegetable oil so me thinking at that moment it was the same thing I weighed vegetable oil… It was actually supposed to be the lard that was on the work station but I wasn’t sure and i did ask my class and they said it wasn’t lard but vegetable oil but I was the only one to hand it to the teacher/baker for hers and she did not look impressed… And then everyone else quickly did lard making me look like the clueless one… I should really stick to my instincts instead of asking around the class because clearly this time round asking did not help! Ah well.

‘L’, ‘M’ and the teacher/baker had to come help me each because by the time I starting to mix the ingredients everyone else was already loading their dough into the prover! I only have little hands so and there was a lot of dough so I was trying to make sure I could bring it all together and knead, and stretch it the way I was suppose to. I did catch up in the end so I was happy.

All in all it was a good session and I learned how to bake bread for the first time an got to take it all home which my kids were happy about! ‘I’ wasn’t having a good day, half way through the class she started feeling dizzy and it turns out she is diabetic and was exceeding her limit and needed something sweet but she didn’t bring anything (if it was me in that situation considering we have a 4-5 hour class with no break the best thing would to bring something with sugar in it to snack on and nibble) the first aiders came and then they had to call the ambulance and they were trying to call her husband and she also had to decide what was gonna happen with her little one who was in nursery as no one could get hold of her husband… Dramatic day for her!

Next week is half term so no class on Monday so we have a break then hen I go back after half term Tuesday evenings will be my baking course for 6 weeks – looking forward to that!

Thank you for reading, have a nice day and blog soon. 🙂

x Emz x

Author: Emz

I'm a 28, ambitious full time mum of two amazing and funny children. I try to live a happy simple life but of course there can be drama even if do try to avoid it. A lot does go on with Family and friends and I try to blog as often as I can because this is a good way for me to write what I'm thinking, feeling and helps me remember things that go on and writing it down on a piece of paper doesn't do myself any justice I need to be honest with myself and if blogging is the way forward for me then so bit it. If you happen to come across my blog and actually like and follow it thank you very much. :D I have had to make strong and hard decisions in my life and I have come out stronger and wiser every time. I'm shy, opinionated and can be socially awkward at times but I am trying to build up my confidence and I just want to share with you my life story if you are willing to listen and I am only too happy to do the same for anyone else who wants me to know :) I try to be as honest, open and kind as I can in life. - My aim is to Blog every day whether I am able to keep up with that well we shall see :)

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