We spent some time doing what tourists do not usually do by attending a cooking class. Yes, you heard right, a cooking class. It was at the Auckland Fish Market and the seafood school is just atop the market. This was last year, going to Auckland again this year, reminded me of these adventures in Auckland, almost one year ago.
The cooking classes were awesome as they demonstrate in one room and then you cook in another room before having dinner with the rest of the "students". This was the beginning of our first adventure in New Zealand. There were oysters (too much of it in fact) and beef or chicken and the meal was finished off with sorbet. And oh, of course, wine, I had a sip and almost died.

It was nothing like hell's kitchen, of that I am sure, just some people enjoying themselves by cooking. Our cooking partners were two women, kiwi's, in fact, we were the only non-kiwis in that class. A team of neice and aunt from a nearby island were paired with us and we were asked if we are "new kiwis". A term I did not know existed, until now.
It was nothing like hell's kitchen, of that I am sure, just some people enjoying themselves by cooking. Our cooking partners were two women, kiwi's, in fact, we were the only non-kiwis in that class. A team of neice and aunt from a nearby island were paired with us and we were asked if we are "new kiwis". A term I did not know existed, until now.