I may have told you this
before, but when I was a kid my family sat around the supper table every night
to eat together. Just like a Norman
Rockwell painting. The thing that Mr. Rockwell forgot though, when capturing
the middle-America typical family, was that the TV was on at supper time. And
the program on the TV was the nightly news. It seemed that every night there
was news from Vietnam and later on from Watergate. It also seemed like the
famine in Ethiopia was covered every night as well.
I did some online research
and that famine in Ethiopia really did not last throughout my entire childhood
(like the Vietnam War did). But it was those pictures of starving children in
Africa, their bellies huge, their arms and legs sticks, their eyes vacant, that
made me decide way back then that someday I would go to a third world country
and make a difference.
Who knew how that would all
end up? You know where it all ended for me during this last trip to Kenya? In
an Ethiopian restaurant.
Apparently Ethiopian food is
very popular. I always pictured Ethiopians eating little besides rice or gruel.
But they serve a variety of dishes, the most common being several different
items plopped onto injera, the
spongy-looking, pancake-like flatbread which they use to scoop up their food.
1 comment:
Oh Chris I love this photo!! Your message of family and connection to those less fortunate ring through strongly. Did you ever visit CatMom she has a blog and she visits and makes comments on mine. Do check her out. I think you will like her blog! :) You will find her link on my blog where she makes comments. :)
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