Day EIGHT. Creme. Chhhrrehem. Crahrem.

Day EIGHT. Creme. Chhhrrehem. Crahrem. In the morning we had a lecture class on how to organize ourselves and write recipes properly in our books. That would have been nice day one of class. Ha! After that we had a demonstration class for Creme de Caramel (aka Flan), Creme Brulee, Creme Anglaise, Fruit Coullis (Fruit Sauce) and Tuiles. In demo we discovered this is a two day class. We prep/bake everything today, and then finish.....on Monday. We baked our creme caramels and creme brulees. they looked lovely, but no, we could not sample or eat anything at all. Tuiles are cookies I believe, but we only made the base for them, so it will be good to see how they turn out on Monday. I had nothing to take home with me today. Weird. I decided to take myself out for dinner to celebrate the first week being completed. On my list of things to do in London (compiled by the Andrews/Tarwater clans) was to go to a famous chef restaurant. Jamie Oliver teamed up with Phoenix phenom Chris Bianco to make Union Jacks restaraunt. It had been a rainy day (although it rained while I was in class all day so I missed walking in the rain) so soup sounded like a great option. I am a huge fan of homemade tomato soup. Tomato Soup is probably in my top 3 soups preferences, and this one did not dissapoint. Creamy, smooth, with the slightest skins of tomato for texture. It was so good. The bread was amazing too. Cheesy, warm, crisp, crunchy. Yummy. Perhaps I loved it so much because it was the first restaraunt I have eaten at since being in London (not counting my sandwhiches at Pret a Manger that I grab and go for lunch) or because my tase buds have been lifted after hearing/tasting things at school. Nevertheless it was delicious. What was not so delicious, was a tube line being closed that i needed to take home after my lovely meal. After going the wrong direction once (ahem twice) I finally made it back home. I was soooooo tired. My roommate was trying to talk to me and she could tell I was going to fall asleep standing up. I dont know what it is, but I am tired everynight, but by the time my head hits the pillow I am wide awake most everynight. I didnt want to take any chances of another sleepless night, so I took a sleeping pill.....and woke up at 10am!!! I thought it was 6am judging by the light outside my window....it was a cloudy Saturday....and needless to say I am catching up on my sleep :)