Wednesday, 14 May 2014

Food, food, food....

The problem with being a volunteer in Uganda is that you can become slightly obsessed with food...

It involves sitting around the table in your house with your housemates talking about food. What food you like... What food you wish you could make out here... How amazing supermarkets are... How you used to hate school food but now you sit there wondering why on earth you did not eat the bright yellow fish paella? :) Maybe someone says, "Oh my mum makes THE best roast potatoes!" Then an uproar breakes out telling the other person that in actual fact it is YOUR mum that makes the best roast potatoes. It involves eating rice and concentrating so hard that the rice might actually taste like bacon if you try hard enough. It involves writing a letter home to your family with demands of what the fridge MUST hold when you arrive home and what recepies you want to be making until you go to uni.

Then, today, it involved being in Kampala at a cafe that had four different types of pizza slices... What to do? How about try every type...?

So today I ate veggie pizza, sausage pizza, ham pizza (twice) and beef pizza...

It's sad, isn't it!!

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