#170: Lesotho

“On the coast of somewhere beautiful, trade winds blowing through her hair. Sunlight dancing on the water- and I wish I was there… don’t know how I’m gonna get there. All I know so far, she’s on the coast of somewhere beautiful- running with my heart” ❤

ALL the Kenny Chesney lyrics bounced around my head this week, but when you spend that week in Cancun on a beach you sort of get some realizations. Allow me to explain for you the list A and I came up with of both deeply profound and not so deeply profound ponderings and musings.

  • There are no green beers in Mexico. So St. Patties requires one to get creative.
  • Along those lines: “cervesas” will get you whatever Dos Equis or Corona they have on tap… this is not a complaint. This is the realization that beach beers are all delicious. This is rocking some of you that think I’m a huge beer snob. All cold beer tastes craft when it’s 90 degrees.
  • Fish tacos will never be the same for me. The Cevicheria at our resort has ruined my life in the best way
  • Octopus ceviche = LIFE
  • Being hungover on a catamaran full of party hardy co-eds on spring break while your newly widowed co-pilot is sea sick means you’re BOTH literally throwing up off the starboard bow. Not what I had in mind when I watched titanic for the 80,000 time, but whatever. I’ll never let go, A. I’ll never let go.
  • Cancun literally means “maze of snakes” in Mayan… FML
  • Fire juggling level: jedi –> achieved when you also are belly dancing and balancing a sword on your head. It was insane to watch.
  • Lastly, Instgram photo shoots are a thing. It’s all every universal and there’s a distinct algorithm that A has figured out. It was an exercise in sociology and you should totally ask her what the protocol is for an IG post now.

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THE DINNER: I feel so badly that L flew solo again for this one, but rest assured that I did give her an “out” saying that I’d be happy to roll into birthday weekend this week rocking a double header with her. To which she relied, “Naw, dawg, I got this.” Not lying. Exact quote. So point in fact, she tackled Lesotho on her lonesome with Kodiak in full tow as sous chef in my absence. I will reclaim my title from her capable and fury paws now that I have returned.

In full disclosure, I haven’t been completely slacking– I closed out my job this week in preparation of the new one starting on Tuesday; pulled recipes for L to cook for this country and the next (BARBADOS! in celebration of my tropical adventures); and wrote up Odyssey Beerwerks for the Hopper (and interviewed two more Colorado breweries to boot). So along with the fun and games, a little research on Lesotho reveled nothing super shocking. Which was both a surprise and a sadness. It’s African food with a British twist. Hello, colonization! It’s all curries and stews and porridge and maize. It’s basically heavy on chicken and lentils for protein and features veggies like peppers, okra and tomatoes. So, we ventured into cornmeal maize (called Pap) with a curried bean stew on top.

Lesotho Pap with Curried Beans Recipe: https://www.crsricebowl.org/recipe#recipe419

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OVERALL COUNTRY SCORE:

Ease of prep and cooking: 1 STARS out of 5 STARS for this meal!
Gah, finally an easier one! It’s not like we have had a smooth go of things in February and early March so this was a welcomed sight. It was quick (can you say 30 min meal?!) and dirty (like dirty rice African style that is). The ingredients were easily sourced at Kings and there were no conversions or translations. BAM!

Best dish of all time scale: 4 STARS out of 5 for this meal!!
It was complex for having just a few ingredients and the main protein stay was beans. The spice was subtle but “just right”. The interesting feature on this one was the cornmeal. We’ve used this before MANY times for baking in breads or used in making dough for pizzas, Stromboli, etc. This was made into a grits like porridge and man, it really held up. Thick and texture-ful. Not sure what else there would be to say… not a home run, but a good home cooked meal for sure.

I’m back, jack! So this weekend, filled with birthday celebrations and soccer games we will take some time Saturday to create a meal from Barbados for #171!! GUYSSSS that means we have 24 countries to go!

Sun kissed and puppy kissed! 
– L & K

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