Christina hasn’t eaten meat in 11 years. One of the big reasons was seeing too many dead animals hanging in the garage during her childhood... more specifically, a traumatizing run-in with a skinned pheasant at a young age expedited her decision to give up carrion.
One of our first meals in Kenya was in a open-air, fly-filled, tiny, cramped room in the middle of the bush. It was dirty and it smelled bad. Actually, it smelled like raw meat that had sat in the sun all day. Because that’s what was right next to the “dining room” of the restaurant we were in. An open-air butchery with unrefrigerated animal carcasses hanging mere feet from our heads. Our hosts were coughing into their hands and then rummaging through the communal meat dish with their grimy bare hands. Safe to say, even the few courtesy bites I managed to swallow down were a struggle.
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| Christina eyeballing the goat hip next to her head |
This was just the first of many other interesting, and nauseating, food experiences that we’ve had here in Kenya.
In reality, we've really come to love and embrace the food culture here. Come visit us and you'll find that we're now the ones digging into the serving dishes with our bare hands and licking our fingers before going back for seconds. Check out the video below for more on our food eating, cooking, and shopping experiences.
In reality, we've really come to love and embrace the food culture here. Come visit us and you'll find that we're now the ones digging into the serving dishes with our bare hands and licking our fingers before going back for seconds. Check out the video below for more on our food eating, cooking, and shopping experiences.
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