I gotta tell you, my cook ROCKS! I am not sure what the hell she is making - she called this dish, "meat," (no further specification) and it LOOKS like a big 'ole mess, but I gotta tell you...that shit is good!!!
And, those little fan shaped things, they are filled with veggies and I ADORE them...I'm not sure exactly what type of veggies they are, it all seems to be a lime green color inside, or what exactly the mashed potato looking thing is...But I do know one thing: it is not potatoes. Might be some sort of root all mashed up --turns out ground up mystery root is Yummy!!!
Ummm...Josh, you might wanna get over here pronto and so you can eat half of this! For safety reasons. I'm just sayin....
However, the one beef I have with foreign countries (okay, to be fair, I might have mentioned more than one) is that they do not cut up their meat in any recognizable format. Remember those pictures in the Betty Crocker Cookbook where they illustrated how/where to cut and what the cut is supposed to look like?? Remember that? I'm going to need someone to ship me a bushel of those. Because they have not made it to Africa.
The chicken seriously is unrecognizable. I'm not sure why they can't cut along the appropriate parts - I mean, it seems kinda intuitive. It's not like I got out the Betty Crocker Chicken map when I cut my first chicken...I just knew that the leg should be cut at the part where it meets the chicken.
Honestly, I'm not that bright! This cannot be rocket science. However, maybe in the interest of saving time, the butchers here use roadside bombs to cut up their chicken. I mean, Sudan is kind known to be sunny and terroristy. It would actually make sense if you think about it.
VIOLA! mystery solved. (Thank God I was here!!)
AND, I knew you guys were all waiting anxiously, so HERE ARE THE PUPPIES!!!!
Do not panic Josh and/or Liz, I have not adopted them (fully). I have, however given the local guards food and dog treats I had on hand for Kernel and Poods. In return, the guards say that I can name them. So far, these are the names I have come up with: Jihad and Abu wa'Akbar. Well, I did also have Dijaz on the list, but then I remembered that Dijaz means chicken in Arabic and realized that might not actually be prudent.
Maybe I should not be trusted to name them.... We've already established that the Sudanese do not get me, and by "get," I mean, "think I am funny." Which clearly is not right. SOOO, I open up the bidding for their little names.
The one not in the photo ran away under the guard house when I walked up to them. I've already named that one "Snotty." I also considered naming them Sleepy, Stinky, Fatty and Farty, but I didn't want to ruin their little puppy lives. You know how if you name your child "Marvin" he becomes a marvin at school?? I'd be creating a self-fulfilling prophecy.
Therefore, I welcome your suggestions.