Luckily, I had a lunch date with several employees of an organization in town. They took me to a restaurant owned by an ex-patriate. It was delicious. I had a pineapple-cilantro chicken salad. The owner came out and apologized for the fact that there was no lettuce in the salad. I also never found any pineapple or tasted cilantro. But assuming she shops at the same places I do, it's no wondered her menu items must be modified. I was happy to have a protein. I have yet to find any meats, not in the grocery stores or at the market.
After lunch, I stopped by another grocery store. It was relatively luxurious, and the prices matched. I bought:
- limes
- salt
- garlic
- garbanzo beans
- chile
- canned corn and green beans
- cream cheese
- cheddar cheese
A student group that is staying at my hotel went out on a fishing/snorkeling adventure today. One student came back with three fish, a grouper and two jack-somethings, he claims. He asked if he could use my kitchen to cook them up. I said sure, though I was already dreading the smell.
He oiled the pan, stuck the fish in and realized he didn't know what he was doing. He took the pan to the restaurant next door, but they were too busy in the kitchen to do it for him. He came back with some onions, tomatoes and okra. He put the fish in the large pan with the tomatoes and onions and put the medium pan on top as a lid. In the pot he boiled okra. I will admit, his concoction has been the best meal cooked in my apartment yet. Once you got past all the scales and the skin and the stupid bones, the fish was tasty, as were the vegetables. Kudos, Mason. And thanks for sharing!
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