Today, I burned part of my hair off trying to light a gas oven. Praise be to the powers that be that I didn’t scorch my eyebrows or BURN MY HOST HOUSE DOWN. Terrifying.
People here don’t really bake, so I taught a friend how to make cookies. We made oatmeal raisin and snickerdoodles, and the family was FLABBERGASTED. You can make cookies? TEACH US. Three batches were gone in a day, so I felt like a pretty successful cook. Especially considering I was working with another gas oven without reliable temperature and less than my usual array of ingredients.
I’ve also had the chance to try cuy here (guinea pig, folks). Everyone makes fun of me because I’ve told them that in the states, guinea pigs are just pets–no one would think of eating them. In a hilarious exchange between my host mom here and my mom back in the states in which my mom told the story of her childhood guinea pig, henry. Henry had two babies and became Henrietta, and my mother emphatically told me to tell my host mom that “guinea pigs were some of my favorite animal friends growing up.” To which host momma Josefina replied, “but the whole world eats them!”
I have to admit, after watching them be peeled and dismembered (I couldn’t watch the actual killing) my desire to try them again was a bit tempered. Guinea pig is a really soft, suave, and greasy meat–I’m not a huge fan, but it was definitely an experience. Apparently cuy is my host mom and sister’s favorite meat . . . outnumbered.
(Following photos not for the faint of heart):
What is the strangest thing you’ve tried in another country?
- Could I bring myself to eat a guinea pig? (bbc.co.uk)
- I really like guinea pigs and I hope (prettypiggles567.wordpress.com)
- Finally, A Decent Set Of Armor For Guinea Pigs (geekologie.com)
- Guinea Pigs (befellows.wordpress.com)
- Gluten-Free Coconut Cookies (kingglutenfree.com)