I just finished two two-day mini camps for the holidays: 8 to 11 year olds and 12-17 year-olds. I have to say that sometimes I hem & haw over the camps a little, mostly because the lure of fuzzy slippers and jammies will almost always win out over getting my tush moving in the morning. But, let me just say that the kids I had the past few days were...awesome (as usual!)!
Not only did the kids in both groups kick it a bit with the food (making marshmallows from scratch, cream puffs and pastry cream, Caesar salad etc. etc.), but they were just so much darn fun. Here are snippets of two of the conversations I had with the younger crew:
Chef Chris: "Blah blah blah, this is how you do this, blah blah blah..."
Sean (age 9): "Chef Chris...You're MARRIED!?"
CC: "Why yes Sean, I am married."
Sean, exasperated: "But Chef Chris, I didn't KNOW that you're married!"
CC: "Sorry Sean; I'm off the market."
Cue giggles from the class.
Later, the same day:
Madison (age 8): "Chef Chris, I'm sooo tired. I really need to sit down."
CC: "Nope. there's no sitting and cooking. You have to be at least 40 to sit" CC sits.
John, shocked and surprised (age 9): "Chef Chris....YOU'RE 40???"
CC: "Actually, I'm 41."
Entire Class with horror: "WOW!"
Conversation ensues about all of the old people the kids know.
How can you not have fun with a group like that?