The last one there...

...is a rotten egg. Whoever made up this saying was completely cruel! What an awful thing to say to a person! This leads me to my summer school cooking story... I am teaching grade 5 home economics and we are cooking. The last time I talked about cooking with students was during October course and I had my Thai partner to help and bring in supplies. We were also cooking on the floor- not quite my style so I am trying for a little more sanitation. During summer school however, I am on my own. So this week I have had the pleasure of going shopping not only for food but for equipment as well. I am not sure how much I will be reimbursed for so I am trying to keep things simple and my costs low. While buying food, Ed and I found that eggs are never refrigerated here so we asked our friend why. His reasoning was that eggs move much quicker here. They are in the stores for a few days, then out in the street market and consumed pretty fast there for there is not much reason. But I disagree!!! Not only because of all the things I know about eggs and safety and sanitation BUT as a result of todays lab! We were making French toast (we are talking about food around the world and I am using this for France- I know this is NOT French at all and have explained that to the kids. I do feel a certain level of shame for doing this because I know so much better especially after my bread making class[ more to come on that soon], but I am working with a very limited about of equipment and supplies. We are making French toast in a sandwich maker for peat's sake!) I have the kids in groups working on their desks and we start by breaking their eggs into their bowls and then... This awful smell starts to fill the room and one group is yelling Teacher Teacher what do we do? I rushed over and found the source of the smell... a rotten egg. It had exploded when they broke it. I was all over the kid, the desk, his books. What a mess!!! I have never seen or smelled a rotten egg before so this was quite an adventure. I sent kids to clean and they started over- but the smell stayed. Telling someone they smell like a rotten egg is a pretty server insult!