“Somebody get me a cheeseburger!”

The weather has turned me into a hermit. I stay in my cool house and have limited human interactions. The phone doesn’t even ring, and I don’t care. I am quite content as my house has plenty to keep me amused. There are books, TV, the computer, Netflix and a growing pile of magazines and catalogues. I won’t even get dressed today. I will change my bed and consider the day well spent.

I don’t get bored all that often, but I do get restless. Sometimes I need to go somewhere. I need to do something. Often I just take a ride, and that is usually enough. I try to find roads new to me. Lately I have been riding up-cape towards the bridge. I hardly know that area other than the main road. I don’t shop, but I do stop at farm stands. Buying fresh vegetables doesn’t count as shopping.

When I was a kid, about the only fresh vegetable I ate was corn. I wasn’t a fan of tomatoes or cucumbers, zucchini or any sort of bean. Now I love fresh tomatoes and cucumbers. I always stop at little tables outside houses to buy the tomatoes on the honor system. Their taste is sweet, like no other tomato. When I visited my parents, I always brought my dad a bag of local tomatoes. He’d slice them on the plate, add a spoonful of mayonnaise and sit by the TV and eat them. That was his favorite summer snack.

Every day in Ghana, I basically had the same meals. For breakfast I had two eggs over easy and two pieces of toast. They were cooked on a small, round charcoal burner.  I drank coffee with canned milk. For lunch I had a bowl of cut fruit. Depending on the time of year they’d be bananas, oranges, mangoes, pineapple and papaya (paw paw in Ghana). Dinner was a starch like rice or yams and some meat. In September and October it was FraFra potatoes, a locally grown small potato. The meat was usually beef and was always cooked in a sauce, a tomato sauce with onions. It had to be cooked that way as the meat was always tough. We’d sometimes have chicken for dinner, one we’d buy live at the market.

One year the rains were late. We ate rice every night. It was stuffed peppers with rice. I had brought Bell pepper seeds from home, and they were grown in the school garden. No Ghanaian liked them. They weren’t hot. We, my two friends and I, bought all of them and had them for dinner over and over again during that extended dry season. I got so sick of rice I didn’t eat it for the longest time after I got home. I still don’t eat it much unless it’s fried rice.

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6 Comments on ““Somebody get me a cheeseburger!””


  1. We havew a really nice weather here now, just enough warm, lots of sunshine in between the clouds and a breeze that keeps most of the flies away. I have the kitchen door open almost all day but wasps makes it a bit difficult, they really want to check the cottage all the time. Both my neighbor and I have several wasp nests beneath the tiles. Even more problematic for him since he’s repairing his cottage where those nests are.

    Technically I don’t think corn is a vegatable 🙂 it’s a ceral since it is a grass 🙂 I have always liked tomatoes though and it is rather nice to make a sandwich with sliced tomato on with some salt and pepper sprinkled over it.

    The only time I use rice in my home is when I make porridhe or if the dogs have bad stomachs. I don’t mind it but I do prefer potatoes and pasta. Never tried fried rice though, perhaps I should.

    Have a great day!

    Christer.


    • Christer,
      I haven’t seen a wasp in a long time. I see bees but that’s about it. We do still have a few gypsy moths but most are gone.

      I looked up corn and found all sorts of information. Here is one of them, “Prepare to have your world shattered, because corn is a fruit, rhubarb is a vegetable, capsicums are berries, and strawberries are none of these things.” Here is a really interesting article : http://wholegrainscouncil.org/whole-grains-101/corn-october-grain-of-the-month

      It really isn’t considered a grain.

      I too prefer potatoes and pasta, but besides fried rice I also like rice pilaf.

      Enjoy your evening!

  2. Hedley Says:

    Thank you Boston for three….much appreciated in Tiger Town

  3. Bob Says:

    My father loved a fresh mixed green salad as an appetizer with his dinner. He would mix up a big wooden bowl of veggies and dressing. He would serve each of us normal salad bowls filled full and he would eat out of the big bowl. He always told me that his father wouldn’t eat rew vegetables. If my grandmother tried to serve him a salad he would tell her “why are you serving me grass, what do you think I’m a horse?” My father had a story about why southern people eat salads with their meals to prevent pellagra. Regardless, I still like salads before my meal especially with real Italian dressing. When I was in Italy there is no such thing as Italian dressing. Every salad is served with a fancy bottle with a smaller bottle inside and two spouts. The larger potion held EEOV (Extra Virgin Olive Oil) and the smaller portion held balsamic vinegar. The stuff we call Italian dressing they call Vinegarett.

    I love summer fruit and probably eat a ton of it from June through September. Peaches, nectarines, plums, cherries, watermelon and grapes. However, vine ripened or home grown tomatoes are wonderful sprinkled with a little salt.

    We have been normally hot, upper 90s, with scattered afternoon thunderstorms which is unusual for this late in July. Next week will be dry and very hot.


    • Bob,
      I don’t think I ever saw my Dad eat a green salad, and my mother seldom served one. She did make pasta salad and potato salad in the summer but that was it. We never had problems from not eating greens. Oil and vinegar is one of my favorite dressings for a salad. Italian dressing here tends to have more dried herbs added like basil and thyme.

      I too love fresh fruit though I’m not a fan of peaches. My favorite fruits in the summer are watermelon and strawberries. I too love locally grown tomatoes.

      Tomorrow will be in the 70’s, the first day in a long while. We might even get rain.


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