Around the world on a grocery budget

I’d love to travel the world with my family. I’d love to experience the richness of other cultures with the lads. I’m not a seasoned traveller by any stretch, but the few trips I’ve made to various Asian countries have left wonderful memories, firmly implanted on my taste buds.
I look forward to taking the lads on their first international journey, hopefully in the next year. But until that time, we are going around the world on a grocery budget, and its proving to be quite the journey!

We have decided to be much more adventurous with our taste buds whilst exploring cuisine from around the globe. This is how it’s going to work:
We will take it in turns choosing a country, then look through recipe books and find a dish we want to create.

Isaac was the first cab off the rank, choosing Jamaica. He’s a big Bolt fan, so I’m pretty sure we know the source of his inspiration: Eat like Usain, run like Usain.
Jerk Chicken served with coconut bean rice was our first experiment. I salivate even thinking about it!!


My choice for this evening was Morocco. To be honest, I had my doubts that the lads would come at Harira. Boy was I wrong!!!





One thing I really loved about tonight, apart from the fact that I am beginning to realise I’m a damn good cook, is that we embraced the Moroccan custom of sharing a bowl around the table to wash our hands before eating. This added another dimension to our experience. I will be looking for other such customs to include in our international foodie family evenings as we go on.

I’m going to create a recipe book using our photos and memories of our family experiment and if I’m organised enough, give this as a gift to our family at Christmas.

Asher has chosen France for next week. He’s convinced he wants to eat snails. Bon appetit!

School Blues

Tomorrow is the last day. After that, things are different. I’m not happy about this change. I adore my children being home with me. School messes with my system. Not only that, this is the first year both lads will be in full time school. There, I said it.

So today I asked the lads to give me suggestions as to what I can do after I drop them off at school on Monday:
Asher told me I could jump on the trampoline, go to work and high five myself. He then demonstrated how I would high five myself. The kid obviously has no faith in my ability to high five myself, much to our amusement. Isaac tapped into the fact that I’m emotional and feeling sad about the upcoming event. He put on his counselling hat and suggested I “swing in the hammock and think about good things…like eating pizza.”

You know what? I think I will take their advice, except for the going to work bit.
High fives coming my way.