Books Worth a Look

  • Little Bee by Chris Cleave - This book is a must read. Better than anything else I've read, it takes you vividly into the life of a person in the 3rd world who has no choice but to escape. It is brilliantly written & works well as an audio book. Often I've sent info about the wonderful refugees I've met in Europe. We know only so much of their plight as it is painful for them to recall much less live through again by recounting it. But over time it is clear what they've lived through. This book is excellent as you discover the horrors of their world. Somewhat how to me, it is like being in Europe near a Concentration Camp. One has an obligation to visit it. 'Never to Forget.' In this case, to have our eyes opened.
  • Garbage King by Eliz Laird - The book is set on the streets on Addis Ababa, in Ethiopia and here lives Mamo and his sister Tiggist. When Mamo's "uncle" offers a job, he soon sets out on a bus to work. Little does he know that he is actually being sold into slavery...

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Preparing spaghetti sauce from scratch in Cadiz !

Worth a laugh or serves as an antidote for insomnia :-)

Settled in the share flat, I went to the market Carrefour with several fellow students . Good thing or I might still be there.

If you purchase fruit, you must bag it, place it on the scale first punching in the fruit's specific code, listed above each item. Then a price label is printed for you to put on the plastic bag. Forget to? The clerks will do it w/ much anoyance.

Wanting to conserve funds, I took spaghetti with me, thinking I'd simply purchase sauce & have it several days. Not so fast. You have to make the sauce from scratch! Again, good thing my fellow young students were with me.

A young student from Sweden, Erin, who honestly looks 12, but is 24, suggested a tomato puree item. Then Martinez from Norway found me the creme to put into it. Creme in spaghetti sauce? Clearly I'm no cook.

Today I prepared to make my sauce. First though I had to figure out how to turn the electric burners on. Look like a touch system. Yes & no. After much looking, touching etc. I went upstairs as the four in my flat were out. The Erin smiled and said we all have to be shown.

Great, back downstairs, I pour both items into a pan. My red sauce is now pink! I look for basil, oregano and rosemary. Hmm, what's Spanish for basil? Dictionary in hand one finds is albahaca. No problem, but there's no oregano and rosemary in this kitchen. I recall that Erin has some.

So with a pot of liquidy pink stuff, I ascend the stairs, two flights, again. Now keep in mind that to answer the door, Erin has to walk a mile from the kitchen. Twice now. Still no problem, with a smile she leads me to the spices.

Back in my flat, dinner is heating. I even managed to not lose any spaghetti while draining it without a collander.

Result? Not bad, a tad rich. Considerbly less cream next time. Oh and an hour later I can still taste the cream!

Now, if you actually made it this far, you've either shaken your head in amused disbelief or fallen asleep. Cheers!

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Thoughts on the amazing people I get to meet.

Rich, my 19 year old friend, soon to be Franciscan and recent community member at Haley House in Boston. An article he wrote.