October 19, 2010.
I feel like I’m in second grade all over again. I only spent six weeks in second grade, but it was so traumatic that I remember it quite vividly. So why was that the first thing to come to my mind when class started today?
Marzipan. That’s why. We’ll be playing with a sticker and tastier version of play-doh for the next couple of weeks, and it’s really not as easy or as fun as it was in second grade. Not that I ever played with play-doh in second grade—that was fifth grade.
We have to use marzipan to make a dummy cake with fruit on top, three types each of three different animals, and a scene which may or may not include all of those animals. The animals in the scene have to be doing something, and Chef Gronert has to be able to tell what they’re doing. It also has to be exciting.
I absolutely could not think of an idea for my scene that would be good enough for Chef Gronert’s standards, so I worked on my fruit today. I got it all modeled and I got about half of it colored. That means I have next week to finish coloring my fruit, make nine animals, make a scene, pipe a border around my dummy cake, and set up all my fruit. He said it’s okay if we go into the week after that, but who doesn’t want to be the last one finished? That’s right. Me.
Most of the class made their dummy cakes today, and due to the amount of already-colored green and purple marzipan, and the lack of interest in the clearly easy and enjoyable task of coloring more marzipan, most of them are green and purple. I guess it didn’t feel enough like elementary school, so we had to throw Barney’s colors in there to make it even better.
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