My friend Theresa calls pictures of food “food porn,” so thought I’d make a post showing off some of my best creations. There’s a lot of time to cook and experiment here, and with the abundance of fresh produce and eggs, breakfast has become my favorite meal of the day! scrambled eggs with hashbrowns! egg and … Continue reading »
Snapshots from Adaba
Text of the Week
It’s a murr life (in ethiopia).
May Goals
A Short Little Thing
When I read poetry my stomach drops a little with nerves. I have to sneeze and cry at the same time. When I read poetry I’m not sure which way is up. I feel like I’m drowning and also falling in love. At the same time. When I read poetry I’m in my … Continue reading »
Text of the Week
;>Dear Amanda, As u know, coming Sunday’ll be Ethiopian easter. So, I’d like to invite u lunch with Beccar & J on this special & lovely day. Please, Respond soon. With LOVE urs, Abera + family.
By the Numbers
1: training remaining in my 10 week program for local English teachers 2: boxes of wine hidden in a tampon box in my last care package…brava for tricking customs sweet Monica J 3: days until Fasika, Ethiopian Easter. Who knows how many chickens will see their end? 4: books/week I’ve been diggin through lately 7: … Continue reading »
Television, Vegetables, and Economic See-Saws
It came out of the blue, as we were memorizing African countries and their capitals. And so began a difficult, honest conversation with my 13 year-old friend Hanuk. I told him that maybe, if I could save enough money this summer, I’d buy a TV so that I could watch the news on BBC every … Continue reading »
Excerpt from Sweetness in the Belly
For all the brutality that is inflicted upon us, we still possess the desire to be polite to strangers. We may have blackened eyes, but we still insist on brushing our hair. We may have had our toes shot off by a nine-year-old, but we still believe in the innocence of children. We may have … Continue reading »
Lessons (I should have) Learned (by now)
Don’t pack your bag too full. If you pack your bag too full, when you finally arrive to the airport or the bus station or the restaurant, your iPod and spare pack of tissue and roasted barley snack will vomit themselves onto the shoe of your inspector, which will obviously not endear you to him. … Continue reading »
