Camping in a dress
One of the senior sisters commented that she often felt that serving a mission was like going camping in a dress. We have come to agree. For instance: last Sunday we knew that we didn't have church until 1:30 so we decided to make a big breakfast of fresh buttermilk pancakes, fried eggs, bacon - the whole 9 yards. We spent Friday and Saturday making sure we had everything we needed. We got up Sunday morning, started working on the pancakes, and pulled out our (one and only) frying pan.....
our small frying pan (that's a phone beside it). We cooked our pancakes one at a time (they were pretty big pancakes), scrambled our eggs, and didn't even try to cook the bacon. We made do with what we had - camping in a dress.
A quick word on bacon: Muslims don't eat pork. In Indonesia there is beef bacon. We decided to give it a try. It turns out that it is not bacon, with all the wonderful salt and and curing additives. It is thinly sliced beef with lots of fat. If we ever find tortillas it will be great for tacos but, as a breakfast meat, we will give it a pass.
You guys are troopers. We went out and bought a bigger fry pan for our apartment. At lunch in the office we are getting the tips and tricks from Paraguains about what they eat. They don't think I let Ken eat enough. Love and miss you. Love hearing about your adventures.
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