Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Monday, March 5, 2012

A cheesy day

I visited a small cheese farm on the weekend.We all got dressed-up for the day...




and looked rather glamorous...don't you think?

 So, there was cheese...

 and more cheese...




and champagne to celebrate a friend's birthday. (I kept thinking that my great friend Jo would have loved it-as there was also plenty of butter and salt on the table!Bonus!)



It was a lovely day, but I had the worst sleep that night...!

I am now trying to think of a way I can live out of the city, with a garden that spills into the valleys and space for some guinea fowl to roam. Any ideas?

Monday, December 12, 2011

a holiday hike


The term is finally over at the 'w' place and the sun seems to be here to stay. Now that it is so sunny and hot it is easy to forget that it ever rained. 


Some friends and I decided to go for a wee hike on the Ngong Hills on the weekend.



‘Bandits’ are known to be around that area, but you can pay for an escort or you can just walk to the top of the first hill, as at that point there is a sign where the ‘bandits’ do not pass. So up to there you are safe!? 


This made our walk, the equivalent of Ben Nevis, (yes OK, we started a bit higher in the first place!) much more enjoyable. As we could just picture the ‘bandits’ standing at the other side of the ‘do-not-proceed sign’ waiting for people to pass it.

Gordon took this photo-I was too busy on 'look-out' duty!


We all survied our we walk and felt much healthier and happier, for being outside in the sunshine, knowing we had a few cold Tuskers in the car to quench our thirst.


We were told of the best Nyama Chomo restaurant (traditional roasted meat, off the bone) in the area, Olepolos Country Club, looking out onto the Rift Valley. (I have been there to stay, in a previous life before I lived here, but this was a different experience to that).



(Vegetarians, turn away now...)

The animals are butchered on site, then the meat is taken to one of the cooks at the many fires. You  order the meat and which part of the animal you wished, then it is cooked for you and cut up skillfully hacked, in front of you  (Remember, we had just hiked in the sunshine. This was all a bit much for us-I think I just kept repeating the words ‘food’ and ‘four people’!) We were then found the best table with views of the Rift  Valley, where we enjoyed the wine we brought in the ice-box. We were all pretty close to eating the rice cakes I had packed, when 2 hours later our meat turned up!!




It was great, although we all decided that next time we would try to pre-order from Nairobi! But really, with a view like this, the wait was no hardship.



Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Eating Out

"ARSE I have to put up with from you people. You ponce in here expecting to be waited on hand and foot, while I'm trying to run a hotel here!"
Basil Fawlty

Lodges and service in Uganda is amazing outside Kampala...in the city, everything is hit and miss! Here in Kampala, you go out before you are hungry. If not, the experience is not funny but annoying. As...

you might go out for breakfast, but there will be no eggs for the omlettes at the cafe. Or you'll order a Bloody Mary but be told, 'the chef has gone home' (haa- this still makes me laugh now, the response of my friend to the drinks waiter was hillarious!!). Or you'll wait 30 minutes for a coffee and be pleased it didn't take too long. You're forever sending corked wine back or worst still be told by the French manager, that no, we could not taste the wine before ordering it...it would not, he knew, pass the test. You see a rat the size of a small pony running through the restaurant/bar, so decide not to go back..for a week. You laugh when you see the sign, 'please allow 2 hours for pizza delivery' but appreciate their honesty! Ordering off the menu is always a mistake, in fact just best to ask waiters what they have, rather than read the menu at all. I'm still waiting, a year and a half later of being in the city, to be able to try a lemongrass martini...

Maybe, just maybe, if I am here long enough, I won't find all this entertaining anymore.