Thursday, 19 September 2013
Or don't call me Jamie Oliver
It was so funny, I have just come from the kitchen where the meals are served and while I would not call it a complete disaster, disaster nevertheless. I only served the apples, now cold, to the older students. Just in a shared plate, like they have their salads, not intentionally to see what would happen, but I could not think what else to do, as there was not the resources to serve it separately. So when the kids came in, they were not sure what it was, so sniffed it, some picked it up and tried it , making a face. Even the baby, whose mother is somewhere else in the building, painting, was happily swiging tea and eating buckwheat stew, but spat out the apples. In the end the teachers put more sugar on it and ate it with bread and some of the boys stirred some in their tea. Only a few of the girls gave it a shot, so I have to find a way to add it to things like cakes and pies, so that they can try it other ways, so back to the drawing board for the moment.
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Funnily enough I have just amassed a bucket load of apples from the allotment and made compote with about 20 apples (couldn't face peeling any more....)We ate it sprinkled with cinnamon and honey and poured on top of custard - I don't suppose you could make custard in Kyrgystan?
ReplyDeleteThe problem for me is accessing the kitchen and experimenting just stewing the apples was easy, but I think if I could get them to mix it with yoghurt or as you say custard it would work. I did see someone selling dried apples in the market in Biskek, but nothing in supermarkets yet the love dried apricots. I think as we are high up how one cooks cakes etc is slightly different I just need the guest house to be quiet one night and nip into the kitchen and experiment, but I have to tell you it is a miracle that they produce anything on the two stoves as half the hot plates do not work.
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