To the Barbeque
It’s finally here – summer (or, in the case of Nairobi, Winter!), which is basically synonymous with outdoor grilling. Yes, my goal for this summer is an ambitious one – to cook / grill everything that I possibly can. Have the outer limits of this cooking method been tested? Probably. But, in pursuit of knowledge, in this case especially, I feel the compulsion to actually experience in order to fully know. And so, with mini spatula and horsey matches, this is the challenge before me – my quest, if you will: to barbeque. Is barbequed oatmeal possible? Grilled popcorn? Flame broiled spaghetti? I think so, yes.
Now some of you might be thinking: what will Jean think of all this? Nothing to fear, for she is not here! She’s off galavanting across the Canadian countryside, visiting her sisters, brothers, friends, parents, and probably some others along the way for 4 weeks, leaving me bereft, and to my own devices. It just so happens that my favorite device is the newly acquired bbq that is now sitting on the back deck of our house, and so, with her laughing approval (which I took to mean full support), she bade me “good luck with that”. I’ll keep you posted.
Meanwhile, the kids and I will be filling our days with trips to the playground, shooting some stick at village, movies, a few small projects around school and home, and friends. Nothing really on the schedule, and so the days should roll gently by this summer, give or take a few hiccups along the way. And, speaking of hiccups, I should get to the dishes before the ants carry away our new plates. Hope you’re all well – prayers always appreciated.
Flip me over when I’m done,
Wes