Day TWENTYEIGHT. Sorry. We're out.

Day TWENTYEIGHT. Sorry we're out. It was a day of studying. I had plans to take a break for a walk run but it rained all day. Not complaining, just not one for excersise in rain. I did study. Made flash cards. Studied. Memorized one out of a thousand recipies and in accomplishing that I thought I would treat myself to londons best hot chocolate. I yelped it. It was on the way to school via bus for the guest lecture, so I headed out. Apparently drivers here are like the ones in AZ and don't know how to drive in the rain. My 30 minute bus ride turned into an hour. I could have walked faster, but opted for dryness. It kept getting closer to needing to be on my way for the guest lecture the longer I sat in the bus studying my flash cards. I deserved hot chocolate, so I got off at the stop, walked in, and asked for one hot chocolate. "Sorry, we're out." What?!? The lady went on to explain that with the rain it was a very popular day to have some hot chocolate. Come back tomorrow. I wanted to tell her about my hour long bus ride, but opted not to. It was probably for the best. The prices in this shop were ca Ching ca Ching ca Ching. The lady did take pity on me and gave me a sample piece of 70% dark covered in 100% cacao. Ummmmazzzzzing. I will probably go back as it is my winterlly duty to find the best hot chocolate in the land, and with over 17 on the yelp list, I better get started soon. The guest lecture....I made it right on time. After moving 10 feet on a bus in twenty minutes, I walked really fast practically running to get there. I am glad I did. She was on a cooking show last year, where the challenge was to make something appear different than what it was. She made a hamburger and fries out of desserts, using salty, sweet, tangy, sour, and crunchy pastry items. The bun was a mousse, pattie was a brownie, tomatoes were candied plums, lettuce was sheets of gelatin something, cheese was white chocolate infused with saffron, onions were Apple slices, ketchup was raspberry & passion fruit purée with gelatin. The fries were baked thin slices of citrus pound cake dusted with cinnamon sugar. Even the plate she presented it was edible. It looks like a piece of wood, but is millionaires shortbread (shortbread with caramel layer covered with chocolate. It was dreamy to see what can be done with desserts. The restaraunt she works in now has an invention kitchen....where they formulate new recipies into actual things. She told us a bit about her background. After graduating from culinary school, she worked for Gordon Ramsey for six years. She said I the beginning she didn't want to work for him, but was glad she did. She wanted a new challenge and is now at a three star Michelin restaraunt as head pastry chef. Amazing. After class India1 was going to eat something, so I told her I would tag along. The only things that stay open after 9 around here are pubs and hoighty places I'm not dressed for. It was 857 and the pita place said it was closed. Lame. We hopped on our seperate metros, I did some grocery shopping, and that is my day. Goodnight.