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Elimene did most of the cooking. Here's she's making coconut milk from a fresh coconut. |
Haiti Chronicles Part 8
Quietly, discretely, Adam leans toward me and holds his spoon up. "Do you see what this is?"
I look. It's a round piece of something on his spoon. I don't know what it is, but it came from a delicious bowl of chicken stew made from poultry butchered and cleaned just hours earlier in Desab, a mountain village in Haiti, where I've lived for the past few days.
"Look at it. Can't you see?" No, still can't.
Then he turns it over in his spoon and I see, immediately. It's a little skull. A little bird brain that's been boiled right along with the peppers, dumplings, coconut milk, plantains, taro root and potatoes Elimene prepared as a special gift to say "thank you" for wedding pictures Julie took the day before.
Adam Pitzer and Julie Rumo are board members of Stone by Stone, a small non-profit working alongside the villagers here to get a medical clinic sustainable, without outside intervention. This week, we're here to paint the medical clinic, sort out donated medical supplies and build a trust with the people so they can believe we are serious about working for them and not instead of them.
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Our cook rubbed these fish with oranges and lemons, then marinated them for a day or more. |
Adam asks me to keep our discovery just between us because, I guess, of that trust we are trying to build. No problem. I'm living without running water, without electricity, sleeping in a concrete room visited by at least one tarantula and a chorus of crickets, where two Haitian men sleep on the floor to protect us (I don't know from what). So eating homemade, delicious, indigenous food is a great gift I treat with humble respect, even if it yields surprises.
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This big pot of mais moulin (sweet corn meal) simmered uncovered for an hour. |
And it does, on many fronts (although none as unusual at the chicken stew.) We enjoy goat stew, coconut rice with congo peas, a fish stew for breakfast, a flavorful pumpkin soup I'm told is a special New Year's meal, carrot and eggplant stew over mais moulin (a sweet corn meal), a banana soup and red beans and rice.
I take notes on all of the meals and actually become a pest in the kitchen, asking the women to show me how they cook. But they do. Graciously. I take copious notes. Snap pictures. I want to recreate these delicious, unusual meals. They are just that good.
So I think I'll have a dinner party, some time this fall.
And not just any dinner party.
I want to organize a fundraiser for Desab, preparing and serving food the way the Haitians do (minus the skull). Maybe even write a small cookbook. I'd like to serve up enough goat stew and banana soup and sell enough cookbooks to pay for a kitchen inside the clinic.
I can dream, can't I? Details to come.
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This little pot of goat meat simmered for two hours. Goat is tough, like beef stew, unless cooked a long time. |
Haiti Chronicles Part 9: The men of the mountain unite for an exciting future
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