The sun has slipped over the horizon. It takes me a full minute to realise this, even though I’ve been watching the sky change colour. Now the sky is a delicate blue and pink. I’ve done nothing but swim, eat, snorkel and read historical fiction. My skin is dry with salt and my skin is browner than it was three days ago. There are tan marks on my feet from my Birkenstocks and the scalding Timorese sun.
Two weeks into my trip of cooking the Timorese way, I try something new — Polish cuisine, but the Timor way…
Staying calm. I’m anxious about the days ahead because I worry that they may simply not happen if things come up for the women…as they do for all of us at anytime, of course, quashing plans. But please, not today. Or tomorrow. I’m also feeling frustrated with myself because I should be able to see past this concern and focus on planning how I’ll video and cook, what ingredients I’ll need, which language to use and when, how to make women on film feel at ease, what to film and how much commentary to give, what I need stills of…
Bedois, Becora, Dili.
For many of you who’ve travelled where time is based on life’s daily rhythms rather than clocks and schedules, you’ll know what I mean when I say a place shapes your pace. Timor Leste is no exception. I’m finally slowing down after two weeks. Continue reading “Stepping back, slowly”
Waking to talk about the day ahead, I decide to try a video post for my first Sunday in Dili. Watch it below and find more video posts on the Cooking Circle channel on YouTube.
There’s something special about cooking with lots of people.
Tonight we’ve been making naan karau — a buffalo stew with vegetables — with around eight to 10 people in the indoor and outdoor kitchens, sitting in between and outside. Some of us have been cooking (I’m learning how to cut buffalo, fry chips and cook over a fire) and others…cleaning as we go. Continue reading “Culinary Conversation: More than just cooking”
Today I ate more papaya, was given fresh mangoes from a tree, ate a guava from Berta’s tree in her yard, and saw a giant jackfruit (also known as breadfruit) tree at a friend’s place. An ex-pat here tells me the passionfruit is good right now so I’ll pick some up in the next few days.
Dinner tonight was Agosal, or Portugese Fish Soup. Not that I’ve cooked fish quite like this before. Continue reading “Aguasal: Portuguese Fish Soup”
Yesterday, I visited the home of a Timorese friend, Anita. Her backyard has a banana tree that towers over the household kitchen sink. There are young bananas on the tree and my dear friend Vina suggests we cook with them later this week.
Alright – I’m in.
A tired but content girl is filing from Dili this evening.
The day began with some quick Tetun over breakfast with dear Aneu. This man has the patience of a saint. Aneu helped me to summarise the project and prepare to greet the Village Chief later on today.