Martha Ellen was in the midst of a cooking craze. When her birthday rolled around, R.J. (her bro) bought her a cooking class at the Indianapolis Chef's Academy. It was a Tapas class, complete with a 3-hour cooking class and wine tasting on a Saturday morning. Knowing Mary Kay's interest in cooking, R.J. mentioned this class to her, and well, the rest is history.
Martha Ellen passed out in the parking lot, Mary Kay had bitten through her lip, and I was very hungover. Not sure if those three factors contributed to our disillusionment, but we decided to start a cooking club instead of paying for additional cooking classes. Two weeks later, Ben joined us and we started Cooking Club.
And here we are: meeting 3 of Cooking Club. It's a bi-weekly affair, complete with an extensive menu, paired wines and a camera. And a blog. We'll try and keep you updated.
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