A Diary Of Food

Monday

Waffles or fried bananas for breakfast? I can't decide. Both of which are sold right in front of my house, but the fried bananas have a lot of grease on them. I eat too much grease already. Too much grease, too much sugar. I'm going to get some waffles and take them over to Si Noonan's restaurant where I'll order some coffee and sip that while I eat them. Am I out of jam? I'm out of jam. I'll have to put that on my list when I go into town next.

Tuna fish sandwhich with lettuce and tomatoes bought from the market. Bread is a little stale today. I wonder how long ago it was baked. Does Mr. Breadman check to see if the bread is fresh? Who knows. I feel awfully full. Maybe the school is open so I can go lie down in there under the fan. Or maybe I can just take a shower. I didn't think I could ever sweat so much making a sandwich.

Fried eggs and watermellon for dinner. The watermellon is getting to be out of season. Someone told me they thought it was the wierdest thing just to put slices of watermellon on their rice and eat it like that. It seems like the most natural thing in the world to me.

Tuesday

Left over bread from yesterday, peanut butter, and an apple. That at least sounds healthy doesn't it?

Fried noodles with beef for lunch. The noodles are a little hard, but the meat is good. More grease. I feel like I'm always eating grease. Bought a whole snak of bananas and brought them with me to school in the afternoon to eat as desert. All the teacher's wanted one. They left me with three or four. Just as well, bananas go bad pretty fast if you don't eat them all.

Stir fry with peppers for dinner.

Wednesday

Went down to Pouk to pick up some paperwork the Peace Corps sent up from Phnom Penh. Managed to eat five pancakes, two eggs, and some hashbrowns at the house of the volunteers there.

Pork and bitter mellon soup. I did not eat all of my rice.

Thursday

Could not sleep at all last night. Terribly hot. No breakfast, just big glass of iced coffee from Si Nooan.

Hard boiled egg sandwich with tomatoes and a little bit of olive oil. Terrible heat cramps. Small glass of saltwater should help that. Mango for desert. It's just about mango season. I can see lots of them on the trees.

Rice porridge for dinner. Host Dad asked me if I liked eating rice porridge. I said yes, to be polite, but I'm indifferent to it. "We ate a lot of rice porridge during Pol Pot." I really did not expect that. We talked a little about how much they ate every day. It was maybe two small bowls of watery rice porridge.

Friday

Waffles again.

Fried tofu at Si Nooan's. I can't remember the last time she had tofu.

Pork and bitter mellon soup.