Cooking lessons

The food here is very fresh and quite good but some things are a bit lacking.  Last time I was here they pretty much boiled the meat until it was jerky-like.  Given the meat selections I can see why.  I offered to cook a bbq but knew the meat would be tough as hell.  In the morning before work, I took a number of pieces and added papayas and mangoes with a bit of salt and let it sit all day to soften the meat.  It turn out pretty good.  The problem is that Kenyans don't plan anything except funerals.  You eat at night when they get a chance to prepare what ever is available.

Dada has cancer and they have had consultation with a nutritional person for foods.  She has suggested adding fish for protein.  Good idea expect nobody has a clue on how to cook fish.  Two hours is a bit much for a filet.  They are fortunate to have a freezer here and the fish is frozen before cooking.  The first time I had fish, the girl took it from the freezer and cooked it for about 3 minutes on each side.  Yummy frozen and raw fish - I have enough worms, thank you very much.

Tonight I am showing Mama how to cook fish.  Thaw for one hour, make a batter with egg and spices, coat with flour and cook three minutes each side.  Not sure how the open fire cooking will go but I'm certain it'll be better than the sushi before.

Ok - language barrier time.  I fix this very nice piece of fish and tastes pretty darn good with the spices I've mixed in (there is a horseradish type root here) and Mama tells me that fish makes her vomit.