Late in the school day, last period to be in fact, my class would walk down to the last class of the day --- french. Le franché was le never mon le bestè subjecte, but it was certainly one of my favorites. Our teacher (Mme. Mansukhani) has a completely obscure lesson plan planned for us. She brings over a piece of paper and shows the class a recipe. She explains that not only should we understand the french language, but the french culture (and of course...food is a BIG part of any country's culture).
From then on, over the next few classes, the class brings in ingredients for whatever we are making... it could vary from eggs for crepes, icing for a chocolate log, or even a lemon for a refreshing drink. And eventually we spend the whole school day skipping class to make food for french. And for a few hours of work it turns out GREAT! although some of the food may not seem very appealing it still tastes great.
There was even this one time when the school had this "International Food Day" when everyone brought in food bases on their own culture and religion and at lunch the whole school just came and indulged in the french room.
Well, that was then and this is now... now we just get worksheets and worst of all... no food. But it's all good since I still remember some of those recipes.
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