Culinary Fundamentals; Friday, First Period [03/05].

[chef_chocobro]

"Good morning, everyone," said Ignis, greeting the class as usual from the front of the classroom with a nod. "Hopefully, by now, you've all gotten back into the swing of things after your break, especially since we're going to get right back into it. Now, we've covered many of the basics so far, and we've even started to narrow our focus on a few particular versitile elements in cooking, and this week, I figured we'd continue that trend and turn our attention to another solid staple in many different dishes and cuisines: the humble potato."

Presented, of course, with an unnecessarily dramatic flourish of his hand, holding before them said humble potato.

"Now," he said, because of course there had to be an excess of information given to them before going into the actual cooking part, "the potato is a root vegetable, a fiberous starchy tuber that can be cooked in about as many ways as there are different varieties of them. You can boil them, mash them, stick them in a stew...all of which you will have the opportunity to do today in this class. Now, extrapolating further on the benefits of a potato as an oft-used staple in a diet..."

Boy, if you'd been sitting there thinking of how much you'd like to know about potatoes, were you in luck that morning! Ignis was nothing if not comprehensive in his studies, and he was clearly intent to share with all of his students everything in his findings.

"But before this goes on too long," he eventually said, as if it wasn't already much too late, "I'm sure you're itching to get to cooking. After all, this is a cooking class! So let's take a moment to go over some of the more common preparations, such as baked, mashed, roasted, as well as au gratin, scalloped, and in a salad, starting, of course with properly preparing the potato itself, which should include a thorough washing..."

Intro to Performing Arts | Friday, 2nd Period

[defenderofdesmoines]

"Good morning, everyone! Hope you had fun in Japan if you went," Annie greeted the class, with her right hand notably behind her back. "So, I promised you something before we went on break, and we're sticking to it: an incredibly important part of being onstage is the ability to do ridiculous things without cracking up." She paused. "Or argument. It's important to laugh at yourself and be silly."

So, to that end, she pulled out her hand from behind her back, and in a not great show of ventriloquism, said from the corner of her mouth, "So we're gonna make puppets!"

"Puppet theater," Annie's puppet informed them, "has been a popular form of entertainment for years. There's literally dozens of different types of puppets -- the main, unifying concept is that it's a small figure you control with your hand. This little gal is -- spoilers -- my hand in a sock, but there's also marionettes, puppets that use sticks, puppets that use wands, and basically, if you can move your puppet around, congrats, you made a puppet."

Annie pointed with her free hand to the soooo moddable puppet-crafting supplies. "Make yourselves a puppet," she invited in her normal voice. "And then give it a name and a voice, and test out what kind of character you'd want it to be. Don't be afraid to be silly with it -- the more comfortable you are with being kind of dumb, the better shape you're in."

Disappearing in the Modern World, Friday, Period 4

[doesntstophurting]

"ID," Booker said. "Can you get by without it? Maybe. If you never get pulled over by the police, never cross an international border at an official border crossing, and never purchase restricted items like alcohol or cigarettes." Booker could manage two out of three of those things but the last one was non-negotiable. "Now, if the people you're hiding from are not, say, the feds, maybe you can use your own ID and not worry about it too much, but maybe, hypothetically, you really need to leave the old you behind. How are you going to do that?

"Well, you have some options. You can try your luck on the dark web, but you never know who you're talking to there. You can find someone in the real world who can provide you a fake ID, ranging from a stolen driver's license that kind of looks like you, easy to procure in a college town if you're young enough for that option, to something more...sophisticated, if you have the right contacts. Or you can try your hand at arts and crafts, which is what we're going to do today. Not...for real fake IDs. Just for fun." Which was why, in addition to a camera and printer for photos, the setup included glitter and various colors of markers. "Design the fake you of your dreams."

Advanced Phys Ed: Xtreme Edition, Friday 3rd Period

[wrongkindofsith]

So, the danger shop today was set up like a lava pit infested dungeon. But there were also some putters there. Which, with this crowd, might have been for weaponry, really.

"So, golf! It's a time honored sport that's super boring," Magnus said. "We kinda decided to spruce it up a bit."

"Or a lot." Cara had been of the opinion that golf needed a lot of fixing. "You're welcome."

She picked up a putter. "But the purpose of the game is still to hit a ball with a stick at a target." The ball was just on fire, and the targets were moving. And also on fire. There was a lot of fire in general today.

"And get it to go into a hole at the end of each... Green? Fairway? I dunno, but low numbers are good here," Magnus said, squinting at the lava pits suspiciously. "Weird, right?"

Some lava bubbled in response.

"Then you have to catch birds." That explained the flamingos.

"We haven't quite figured out what you do with the birds yet, so... maybe don't dunk them in the lava?" Magnus, tossing out those real pearls of wisdom.

"Because then you'll have cranky birds on fire." But Cara and Magnus wouldn't have any popcorn. Sad.

"Oh! And parfaits after!" He really misunderstood 'par' huh?