Today was my seventh class at Govinda’s in Darlinghurst. The smaller class size meant maximum satisfaction for all: more personal rapport, more room to move and less foodstuff to actually cook.
A number of attendees were chefs by trade. Paolo is from Brazil and had to race off before dessert for a long night shift in a fancy hotel somewhere. How ironic. He folded those soft, crispy anise-scented doughnuts through the thick, strawberry-laced Greek yogurt with such care, and then couldn’t stay to try them. Life is cruel!
I’m always a hog when it comes to photo opportunities. Or is that a ham?
Gini was brought up in the Greek Orthodox tradition but has maintained being a strict vegetarian through challenging times. She took great care when filling her plate to make it look as decorative as possible. Kodak moments like that cannot be ignored.
Three weeks from today we have the last Govinda’s class for 2008. That one is going to be bursting at the seams, enrolment-wise.
Next week: up to to tropical Darwin where the overnight minimum temperature is hotter than Sydney’s daytime maximum. But that’s another story.
Posted by Kurma on 18/10/08; 6:13:30 PM