Life in Samothrace is punctuated by food. We have breakfast at 6:30, coffee break at 10, lunch at noon, fried ouzo snacks at 8 and dinner at 8:30. Before we got here, we all worried that we'd be hungry around 6. But no. We are stuffed. Constantly. This is because:
1. someone else cooks
2. the servings are HUGE and no one wants to offend the cook
3. there's little else to do
4. greek cookies are tasty
I am not complaining, mainly because it seems like a miracle that someone else is always cooking and cleaning for me. I don't even have to take a dish to or from the table! But the down side is that I've gained 5 pounds....
ALREADY!
I've only been here for ONE WEEK!!!!!!!!
So I am off for a run. Wish me luck in my daily encounter with the fried zucchini patties, fried battered zucchini flowers, fried calimari, and fried meat.
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Monday, July 9, 2007
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Pools and Take-Out Containers
After an incredibly packed and expensive sight-seeing day yesterday, we have fully appreciated all that Agra has to offer. Here is a shot of Kerri at the “Baby Taj,” an early monument to a financial advisor (valued staff even then) that predates the beautiful pietra dura work at the Taj Mahal itself. So today, we did a tiny bit of sight-seeing this morning and spent the rest of the day at a pool. It was “lovely,” as the British women cooed, cooling off after a long day of bus travel. Pool visits may not be exciting to read about, but they are definitely a haven of calm, quiet and anonymity. When I spent a lot of time overseas in Africa on three to six week assignments, I spent every Sunday at the pool for a little mini-trip to America (and a schmooze with our donors).
The one fun thing I have to share today is my amazement at Indian fast-food serving ware.
They serve street food in these little bowls made from banana plants. You can see one, with my sweet lentil dessert in it, here. The other serving ware that is very popular are rough cast clay cups. They’re not even as finished as terracotta pots at home, and people drink tea, a yogurt drink called lassi, or a thicker yogurt out of them. These are also single use. Now here is an excellent example of local know-how merging with international concepts – fast food in perfectly biodegradable containers. Amazing.
The one fun thing I have to share today is my amazement at Indian fast-food serving ware.
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