Thursday, May 1, 2008
Tanzanian Lunch in a Hut
On my recent trip to climb Mount Kilimanjaro, I stopped in Arusha, which is Tanzania's 3rd biggest city. My friends Christian and Sarah have been volunteering at an orphanage there.
Every day for lunch, Christian and Sarah ate at this little, well, I don't know if it has an official name, but I would describe it as a hut. Having been warned not to eat "street food" in many countries, I became apprehensive when I saw the "Mama" cooking in the wide open, but Christian assured me that he had eaten there every day for a month without problems.
So into the hut we went. In all honesty, I think it would have been nicer to eat outside, where there was a nice breeze and no scrawny looking cat looking up at us from underneath the table, but eating inside the hut was the protocol.
Christian ordered up his daily staple, which was rice, beans, and some sort of mild green. It arrived piping hot and was pretty good. Not the most flavorful, but hardly unlikeable. Sure enough, I had no stomach problems and found the experience of eating like a local to be both interesting and fun.