One of my absolute favorite things to do when I'm home is cook. It's very possible to cook at tech, but most of the time I just don't find it nearly as enjoyable as at home. So on Sunday, when my mom and I had a lot of time, we decided to make a big lasagna (for Monday through Wednesday) and a fish chowder (for that night). We started by making the sauce for the lasagna. Here's a picture!
We then layered the sauce with ricotta and mozzarella cheese and lasagna and baked it. We then just reheated it for our second and third meals (and yet I don't think anyone in the family has gotten sick of it).
Simultaneously, we made a fish chowder. This is one of those foods I always ask my mom to make with me when I'm home; it just feels like home. Here's a picture (after we had eaten a lot of it):
So after just about every term, it somehow seems appropriate to visit the place that most of you reading this are getting ready to leave... HIGH SCHOOL! It's amazing how different your high school is after you graduate. Suddenly you don't have to see anyone you don't want to and the teachers that told you not talk during class are willing to hear all about your life (and your classes of course... they're still teachers after all). It's a really strange feeling and yet a lot of fun at the same time.
So my day started fairly normally. I decided to take the bus the two miles up to my high school (this sounds wimpy... and it sort of was. But it was cold!). I got to the school right before lunch and first went to visit my old math team coach. Apparently I'm still the second-highest female scorer in our school's history (though I don't know how long the records have been kept) and (slightly) more impressive because I didn't do math team my freshman year. I also visited my French and English teachers who always ask if I've taken humanities courses (yet are always surprised when I tell them about my awesome art history class from third term last year). I finished off with various members of the science department, including my chemistry and AP Physics teachers (you'll get to see my AP Physics teacher more in my next post). I eventually left and walked home while it was snowing. I took the cold and snow as an excuse to grab a Starbucks latte on the way home and stop and do some quick browsing for gifts (a few of my friends back at Caltech have put together a gift swap and I need to figure out what to get for one of my friends... yikes!). I got home safely and not too cold.
Part of coming home is reconnecting with your roots and remembering your origins. In my next post, I'm looking forward to introducing you to an important part of my life from junior year of high school (which is *gasp* now 3 years ago!)