So my Dona and I finally made our banana bread in her dutch oven. It's not a dutch oven like the charcoal using cast iron ones that people think of, it's an aluminum one made for use indoors over a propane stove, for people who don't have ovens (like us). Most people here don't have ovens, or if they do, they don't use them. Baking is practically non-existant. The banana bread was something my boss told the women's group here that we could do and they could sell to the tourists (why she put this idea in there head, I have no idea), but I thought I better make sure I could successfully make it in a dutch oven before showing the entire women's group what I failure I am (that is, if they could ever get a meeting together). The bread was successful, a little burnt on the outside, but nothing too bad, definately edible. Now comes the next problem, every one tried it but no one will eat it! They all liked it and I was like, have some more, and they just keep saying that it's my food. I find this so strange because this is such a sharing culture, if you have a hard candy you bite off half and give the rest to the stranger sitting next to you, yet my own "family" refuses to eat a lot of the bread because it's "mine"...go figure. I will now eat an entire loaf of banana bread by myself.
The second new thing is how weird it is for me with the community porches. This random guy keeps coming up to our porch and sitting, talks for a bit, and leaves. He sits there even if no one is out there with him or even if the door is closed and no one is home. I figured he was a friend of my family....apparently not. My Dona told me today that when I leave make sure I put my computer away because she doesn't know the man sitting on the porch! I was thinking, if you don't know him, tell him to go away! That is not the culture here, if he wants to sit on the porch, that's fine, but you need to make sure all your valuables are put out of site, just incase the guy is a theif. I just want to be like, your porch is part of your property, it's not a community park, you can kick people out...but that would be rude. So, I am off to meet with my project partner, with my computer safely tucked away in my locked room.
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What a different culture you are in. You sure they liked the banana bread and weren't just trying to be nice? It's strange that they kept saying it's your bread and wouldn't want you to have to share. Maybe when it comes to bread, it sure takes a lot of work to "bake" one, it's not something one would share? Beats me.
Yeah, make sure all your valuable are locked up. I am dying to see a picture of your community porch. :)
At school right now. Kids are napping... Well, the ones who would nap are out sick, so they are just resting. As long as they are quiet, we get to have a little rest time.
Take care, talk soon.
Update on the bread: They did eat some, and then told me next time I need to make a bigger batch, so they don't feel bad about eating my bread. I guess I just didn't make enough.
Pictures to come Saturday, hopefully.
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