WHAT'S THE FOOD LIKE?!
Yes, it does matter.
Yes, it is strange.
No, I don't hate it.
Let's talk about the most important revelation I've had since I've been here:
I've never actually tasted any sort of produce before in my entire life.
You think you know what pineapple tastes like.
You think you know what tomatoes taste like.
You think you know what avocado tastes like.
BUT YOU DON'T.
Not until you've been to Africa.
Besides for the ridiculously delicious produce that I can't get enough of,
(sidebar: I'm sitting outside at a muzungu cafe right now, and there are chickens wandering near me and they are way too close for comfort)
basically people here eat starch for every meal. They pile your plate high with matoke (not my favorite. basically... banana mush), cassava, sweet potatoes, mucele (rice) and chapatti (delicious flatbread). Goat meat is surprisingly good (all meat is slaughtered the same day its on your table, mostly because there's little refrigeration here). Dodo, or greens, is also a new favorite. I'm trying everything and having hits and misses.
We've all run into a very big problem when it comes to eating here: its considered very rude not to finish what you're given. The people here are shocked at how little we all eat. Thankfully my family serves dinner family style, so I don't have to worry about overeating or being rude. But still, I get a lot of comments about how I should eat more.
No, thanks.
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