One thing I’m going to seek out a lot more often when I travel are cooking classes taught by locals… Here’s why.
It’s not so much that I want to become an incredible chef, though that’d be cool. But people really open up while preparing food. And it’s a great way to meet somebody in a place I’m visiting and learn about their life.
When I tried doing this in Guatemala, I learned how to make pepian. We brought two five-month-old babies with us, though, so it wasn’t so much a cooking lesson as a demonstration. But as we watched Francesca pound peppers into mole and chop vegetables for the stew, she opened up about raising her own twins in Guatemala during the 1970s. Rough, without electricity in her village, but over time things have gotten steadily better… to the point where we could prepare this feast.
It’s wild how many times I’ve gone to remote parts of the world only to find bits of my own story reflected back at me. This has happened so many times.
