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Missing Peanut Butter Chips…

Peanut Butter chips and even chocolate ones are not available in Kenya so when we get them in a care package, we rejoice!

In fact, we treasure them so much, we hide them in our pantry for a special occasion to warrant opening them.

Well, today was that day. We had some peanut butter chips in our pantry for a few months now. In fact, just yesterday, Andrew and I saw them on one of the higher shelves (to prevent any sneaky children from stealing them).

Today is Monday (it was when I wrote this, but I’m posting it on Tues!). It’s the day that we try to hang out with the paler kids while the more vibrant in skin tone ones get to go to school. Home schooling allows us to have 60_L_peanutbutter a 4 day school week. It’s awesome. Anyway, we like to do our grocery shopping, post office runs, and eat a lunch out together, but today, we stayed home.

Because we weren’t able to do our usual routine, we decided to spice up our simple lunch with some home made cookies. (Turns out we are out of flour, but let me carry on with the tale).

We sent Andrew to look for the peanut butter chips, and after a thorough search, he couldn’t find them!

Knowing we’ve had incidents of food knapping before, we searched the bunks. (One of our girls is a food hoarder, and she likes to hide bread, and all sorts of goodies under her mattress). After lifting mattress upon mattress, we still came up chipless. I(Though we did find a hidden stash of mangoes).

I decided to look in the pantry again. While digging in a box on the floor, I noticed that on the floor, back in the corner, under a shelf, THERE was the missing bag of peanut butter chips. I snatched it up with excitement to find it had a tiny hole chewed in it’s corner.

283 grams. That’s how many chips are supposed to be in the bag. OUR bag had only 264 grams. It’s about 1/4 cup less. Yes. I measured. I was curious to see if any were actually eaten. sneaky rat

So now, should I still use my savory morsels? I haven’t decided yet. I’d love to hear what you would do.

~Kate

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Bizarre Foods?

I’m guessing that most of you have heard of or even watched Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern. (It’s a Travel Channel show as far as I know.) Anyway we just finished season one, and thought we would spend a few days talking about food. That’s right our very own Bizarre Foods? The question mark is there because I think you might be surprised to find that even the unusual can become usual.

So over the next few days expect posts about meal preparation, our frustration at the rising costs of food, local Kenyan cuisine, and our plans to produce at least some of our own food.

To start off we will visit one of the more bizarre, or at least bizarre to us, foods. Take a look at this video:

 

 

 

  Several tribes here in Kenya eat these termites. Periodically they leave the giant mounds they build and haphazardly fly around. They are gobbled down during that time, the termites are not all that good at flying and are pretty easy to catch. These insects provide much needed protein to people who have fairly protein low diets. In our house they are just away to shock the kids who don’t eat them.

 

 

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I wanted to let you guys know about a few blog series we have coming your way.

We just watched season one of Bizarre Foods, thanks to Itunes(don't tell them we are in Kenya) and were inspired to put together a bizarre foods of our own. Not to worry it's not all intestines and termites.

We want to spend a few days on some misconceptions about being a missionary and Africa in general.

I get several emails a week from people interested in becoming missionaries, so we will do a how to series.

All coming soon.


Appliances, In Africa?

Yep. We have household appliances. We even have electricity to run those appliances. Admittedly that electricity is not very reliable, you never know when it’s going to go off, but it’s there most of the time.

There are 18 people living in our household. (5 biological children, 9 African girls, Kate and I, and 2 other adults who are here during the day.) Most of those 18 folks are children. Even though all of the kids except for 1 are girls, they are messy. They seem to attract dirt and odors at an astronomical rate. Seriously. Who would have thought girls were so stinky?

Our current washing machine has come to the end of its life cycle. Those machines can only spin so much. We bought it used from another missionary family that was leaving the country more than 3 years ago. It’s really small, meant to serve a family of 4. Four small people. Really small people.

Now that it’s not working, I had an excuse to look for a bigger one, a commercial sized machine. I found one in Nairobi. Unfortunately it is obscenely priced. (One of these days I need to write about Kenya The Land of Contradictions. Super rich living next to super poor.) Even if someone were to offer to buy it for us, I would instead buy two smaller machines and have enough money left over to feed several families for a month.

I have been able to locate a machine that has a load capacity of 7kg (about 15 pounds or so for our American readers) at our favorite local supermarket. This is actually nearly double the capacity of our now defunct machine.

The price is 53,000 KES, which is approximately $616 U.S. dollars. The supermarket will deliver it for us, and we already are set up with all the plumbing and electricity.

We cannot buy this machine right now, and I’m not sure when we will be able to. Our ministry to these children, the sick, and the impoverished is overwhelming. It consumes everything that comes in, and even more.

Yet we could use this machine, other appliances, and even a couple of computers.

I’ve tried to write this in a way that doesn’t appear to be pleading for funding for a washing machine, which of course that is exactly what I am doing. So here it is:

If you would like to make a gift you can:

Write a check to Kenya Fund and mail to:

713 West First Street
Beaver Dam, KY 42320

or via paypal by clicking on this button:

 

 

Ha. I could write a plea for money every 5 minutes. That’s how much need there is, how much need we have at the moment. In fact it’s kind of funny that I’m writing about a washing machine when I have so many huge seemingly insurmountable needs at the moment. I wish the only thing I needed was a washing machine. Too bad money can’t fix everything. People will still be left to die alone, kids will still go hungry because their families believe them to be cursed, religious obligation will still trap millions in a lifestyle that keeps them from the very God they are trying to worship.