Let me explain: we are living in a tiny village that has pretty much no electricity, except for a few houses wealthy enough to have tiny solar panels on their roofs that power some small indoor lights for after sunset. There is no electricity for anything else: no refrigerators, no freezers, no electric stoves.
Our instructor informed us that down my road, near the mission, there is soda baridi. Yesterday I was too sick to go on the garden tour my group went on. Which took them to a garden near the mission. And lo and behold, soda baridi!
It didn't take too much arm-twisting to get two of my fellow trainees to walk to soda baridi with me today after class. I got an ice-cold passion fruit Fanta. It kind of hurt to drink it, what with the coldness and the sugar and the carbonation and my stomach being essentially empty for the past few days, but it was so worth it.
Soda baridi, we will meet again. And again. And again.
Tonight my mama and my aunt (that's the best way to refer to her) showed me how to make chipsi mayai. My favorite Tanzanian dish. Nothing beats what is essentially a French fry omelet.
And I ate an orange and two bananas today. It was an A+ day as far as food goes.
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