One of the kickers of being a teacher is that, unlike your students, you often have several first days of class. I’ve had quite a few “first days” at Brainfood, each with its own charms and pitfalls. In my rookie year at Brainfood, I bit my lip with nerves and obsessively counted the mixing bowls. My second year, teaching solo for the first time, I forgot to eat lunch and nearly got drowned out by my own rumbling stomach while explaining our attendance policy. Third through fifth years got better. I moved up from a smaller, older kitchen to a larger, brighter one for a few years and watched new students marvel at the expanse of stainless steel countertops when they walked in the door. Then I taught in an empty Sunday school classroom (i.e., not a kitchen at all), and spent the first day showing my students how to set up portable burners and stack the pint-sized chairs in the corner of the room to give us more space. And this year, just this Monday, I started first day of Brainfood classes in a completely different way: outside.