"Travel has a way of stretching the mind. The stretch comes not from travel's immediate rewards, the inevitable myriad [of] new sights, smells and sounds, but with experiencing firsthand how others do differently what we believed to be the right and only way."
Ralph Crawshaw
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I cooked over a charcoal fire. Yep. Me, the girl who absolutely hates camping and never really paid attention whenever anyone tried to teach me how to start a fire. I was hopelessly delusional at that point in my life and never expected to live somewhere where I didn't have an oven, a stove top, and a microwave at my immediate disposal.
My roommates and I have been desperate for comfort food from home, so we decided to have a pancake feast on Sunday night. I could not figure out how to start the charcoal fire; I swallowed my pride, pushed aside my embarrassment, and asked our neighbor if he could help us out. The first thing he said when he saw my pathetic attempt at starting the fire by myself was "I have to post this on Facebook and Twitter." Great.
It was all worth it though. Best feast ever. Maybe it's because I'm craving American food hardcore, or because I put so much time into this one meal (about an hour), or because it was cooked over a fire. I don't really know the reason, I just know that those pancakes tasted heavenly.
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| Manning my battle station |
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| So excited for a pancake feast! |
Well, that's pretty much all I've got for you all this week. (I have some exciting weekend plans though, so stay posted for that! Also cross your fingers that these plans don't fall through...) Just for fun, here are a couple more pictures from Mehta.
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