Monday, November 17, 2008

sugar, motorcycles and cuy

Did I mention the love affair with sugar? This was served to me the other night. They brought the sugar in case I needed it I guess. Almost always, ice cream? here is some sugar, just in case. How this whole country doesn't have diabetes is beyond me. Minus the extra sugar, this was a delicious treat. Well, about half of it was. The other half was a waste altogether.

One of my favorite things. Almost every appliance store has motorcycles for sale. I am so curious about what the connection might be. A way to take home your washing machine? I don't know. One of these days I will go inside and ask someone why in the world a motorcycle is considered an appliance.
See those tiny feet? Wonder what that is?

National delicacy of Ecuador - Cuy. Translation: Guinea Pig. I know. I did try it today though. I am so glad Ruby was not looking at my face as I used all the power I had to get it down. It was rejected by my tongue and body very much. I hated the flavor, nevermind the mental image of it. I tried cow tongue yesterday and I actually liked the flavor, just not the consistency or the mental image, so I'm pretty sure I just hated the flavor of this. Disgusting. But, I tried it, so good for me. Phil has lived here three years and wont go anywhere near it. Wont even be in the kitchen when it's cooked. Maybe with a jar of sugar............

1 comment:

  1. EEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW. Tiny rodent feet in the frying pan.

    Mad props for being brave enough to try it, though!