Eat your way around the world
Oh, boy. I honestly never thought this would happen. Me. Canned meat. Together at the table. At the Global Table. When I decided to cook a meal for every country in the world, I had visions of exotic spices laced throughout grand feasts of epic proportions. I imagined a variety of fresh herbs, carefully plucked from a garden somewhere. Canned corned beef, never really popped up in these daydreams. But, when Soraya the Samoan suggested I try Palusami, I quickly learned the time … [Read more...]
"E tuai tuai, ta te maʻona ai." This Samoan proverb states that food which takes a long time in the oven will be satisfying. It's the equivalent of "good things come to those who wait." You see, much of Samoan dinners were traditionally cooked in underground ovens made with hot stones and covered with dirt and leaves. My mom said that was just about all there was in the late 70's. Today, electricity takes much of the guesswork out of when dinner will be done but there's still satisfaction in … [Read more...]
Mom was the ultimate "drop everything and go" traveler at a time when not many people, let alone pregnant women, did that sort of thing. She was in Samoa in 1979 - just months before I was born. P.S. In case that wasn't tough enough for ya, she also had a (very energetic) toddler in tow - my brother Damien. Amaz. ing. I know, I know, I know. You're thinking things have changed since then - and to some extent they have (although much is still the same, like the fact that this tiny … [Read more...]
I hover over the dining table, scooping the tapioca and banana mush onto banana leaves to make saksak. The deep green leaves are soft and supple - completely relaxed from a pass over the licking blue flames on my range. I work slowly, eventually rolling each leaf into a rectangle shape, taking care not to spill any filling. I tuck each bundle securely in the steamer and, when I'm done, I click on the burner. A few moments later, vapors slip out between the pot lid and the pot. Little wisps of … [Read more...]
Fact: Shrimp are like relationships. They should be warm and inviting. Not cold and clammy. I've never been a fan of cold shrimp at cocktail parties. I eat them begrudgingly (if only because I'm an eternal grazer). All the while, I daydream of a crackling, crusty, and "fried-until-golden-brown" shrimp. I'm not sure why I settle on cold and clammy at cocktail parties, but I do it every single time. Thankfully, I didn't make the same mistake when choosing my husband. And, after this week's … [Read more...]
I don't make a lot of really, really weird things on this blog. You won't see deep-fried tarantulas or monkey brains. This is because I feel strongly that regular people (and by that I mean regular-really-special-all-kinds-of-wonderful people like you), living in average towns (that they love with all their heart, like you do) should be able to replicate this adventure without pulling their hair out by the roots. Simply put: the more people cooking the world, the better. And I'm here … [Read more...]
"I would eat that" says Mr. Picky, after taking a nibble off of my wooden spoon. I take a bite off the same spoon and let my eyes flutter shut. My mouth is filled with the most comforting, savory goodness. These coconut veggies taste exactly like a delicious hug on a rainy day... or a steaming hot shower after a rough and tumble game of basketball... or that happy dream you have after finishing a really, really great book (or show) - the kind of dream that lets the world of the characters … [Read more...]
"How can a country of 800 plus languages and 700 plus ethnic groups unite to form a country, impossible but possible for PNG" - Sir Michael Somare, Prime Minister of Papua New Guinea. (Source) Sir Michael Somare has a great point. How exactly does a group of people so diverse remain unified as a country? From what I've read, PNG's success has a great deal to do with the freedom it allows these 700 ethnic groups to express themselves, whether by wearing unique clothing, performing … [Read more...]
