Monday Meal Review: Seychelles

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I was an hour into researching the food of Seychelles when it hit me - hadn't there been someone in my writer's group who went to these amazing islands a year or so back? Images of suggestive two-lobed coconuts and pirate stories popped into my brain. Yep. That's right. Barry had been there. Barry who lives the life of a wandering bachelor, who jets off at the drop of a hat to see this place or that, and who loves to tell the tales almost as much as going. Barry who might be in … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: Serbia

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Oh, goodness. Where to start? As you may already know, tremendous, life-changing things are in the works with National Geographic. I don't have all the details yet, but what I do know I shared our Facebook page, so go take a peek. Friends, this is pure insanity. All I can say, is that it's amazing where a little imagination - a little stovetop travel - can take us. Rest assured, when I know more, I'll be writing it up here on the blog. Until then, we'll have to settle ourselves with … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: Senegal

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"Little by little one catches the monkey in the jungle." - Senegalese Proverb* A reader recently asked me what my New Year's Resolutions were. I'm almost loathe to admit that I spent New Year's Eve fast asleep, head pressed firmly into my dreams, but the reality of the matter is that the only place I wanted to be at midnight was fast asleep in my cozy nest of blankets. Our bedroom holds steady at 64 degrees, guaranteeing that the tip of my nose stays cold all through the night, which makes … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: Saudi Arabia

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"If I am a prince and you are a prince, then who will lead the donkeys?" - Saudi Proverb We sat in the middle of the tight, woolen rug, cross legged, our toes bumping the edge of the soft cotton table cloth. Without a table to drape upon, the cloth looked like a slack sail, hungry for the wind. Sunlight streamed through the windows, massaging our backs. It felt good. If I shut my eyes, the windy, freezing day that clattered against our window almost disappeared. In fact, if it weren't … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: São Tomé and Príncipe

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Our children grow up frittata fast. They start out little bitty eggs, get whipped up into a froth (by our mad parenting skills, no doubt), and then poured into a pan... ready for the oven (a.k.a. the world). We turn around for ten minutes, and when our gaze next falls upon them, they are a ... frittata... nothing like the little round egg we started out with. Our hearts break a little (partly because we're proud of how far they've come, and partly because we'll always miss the baby they once … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: San Marino

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Neighbors. I'd already planned on talking about neighbors last week, but when the grief of Newtown, Connecticut struck, I realized how much more urgently this message needs to be said. Abe Lincoln called the people of San Marino his "Great and Good Friends," despite being separated by an entire continent. There was such tenderness in his words, but this particular weekend they struck me hard. Why? Because so few of us know anything about the people who live in our very neighborhoods, … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: Samoa

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There's a Samoan proverb which reads "Ua iloa i vaʻa lelea," or we are one family.  I love this proverb. I spent most of my topsy turvy childhood figuring out what love means. What family means. And then, one day, those grace-filled words dawned on me ... We are one family. The Samoans knew it all along. Blood bonds and geographic bonds are just the wonderful beginning. We can find love whenever and wherever we open our hearts. We are all one family. Sometimes it's a bit messy. … [Read more...]

Monday Meal Review: Saint Vincent & the Grenadines

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This week we brought our Global Table to Keith's parents' house in southwest Oklahoma, where we ate with his mom, his aunt, and his uncle. His childhood home sits under the glinting autumn sun, surrounded by dusty golden grasses and emerald green wheat. There's a half mile (or more) in all directions between the house and any other structure, at least that's the way it seems to me. At night the stars act as streetlights. It's quite the retreat. Keith's mom was able to use some of her family … [Read more...]