Because it's pretty worthless to take a cooking class and not practice what I've learned, I've been cooking a lot more than I have in the past month. Between week 1 & week 2, I made herb-roasted chicken, beurre blanc and a pithivier (which was a hit with all the co-workers).

This week (between week 2 & week 3), I decided to be wacky + go out on a limb: I made french onion soup. So most of you are thinking, "French Onion Soup, whoop de doo." But this is no ordinary French Onion Soup; this is French Onion Soup of death: the soup itself contains 1 full pound of onions sliced & caramelized, 1/2 cup of madeira and 2 cups of homemade demi-glaze (2 days worth of stock simmering goodness). The final product was served with homemade herb croutons and freshly grated Gruyère broiled to melted perfection.

I feel incredibly bad, but I'm well on my way to eating 4 ramekins worth of the French Onion Soup. IOW, I think it's rather tasty on a Homer-esque level. I'll definitely have to make more.