January 22, 2012

The Catered Honeymoon

Filed under: Food,Idle Ramblings — pearsey @ 6:58 pm

Last weekend a friend who I’ve known for years tied the knot. Part of their honeymoon was a secluded getaway in a cottage style farm. In this case, secluded means you don’t have somebody to cook for you, so the cottage was equipped with a simple kitchen so you could prepare your own meals, self catering style.

If it was me, the last thing I’d want to be doing on the morning of my wedding would be getting the food ready that I needed to take. So queue the wedding gift with a difference…

I offered to do all their catering for the honeymoon, that way they didn’t have to worry about a thing. I had a couple of aims: 1. No cooking for them, at most, serving and reheating only. 2. It had to be able to be packed up and transportable, so it had to be simple and easy to plate up.

So here’s a selection of the delicacies in photo form!

A platter of roasted chicken, delicately roasted pork, tuna olive oil 3 bean salad, salad and seasonal fruit.

Salad platter

I’m actually not a big salad maker – in fact I’ve never made a pasta or tuna salad in my life, so purely for my benefit only, here’s the ingredients for both.
Tuna salad:
Tin of tuna in olive oil, mushrooms, green beans, three bean mix, corn, cucumber, spring onion, yellow capsicum and celery. Throw everything into the bowl and stir gently. (Next time I would only put in half the liquid from the tuna though).
Pasta salad:
Gently cooked pasta, grated carrots, celery, mushrooms and spring onion with a basil and herb pasta salad dressing (from Kraft). Same theory – put it all in and stir gently.

An old favourite – the chocolate ripple cake (made with chocolate peanut biscuits) was the desert one night – yeah, I know, that doesn’t transport that well, but it’s actually not too bad. It may have only just got a little squashed (the esky was pretty full), but at least it wasn’t going to roll off the plate.

I couldn’t think of a nicer, more deserving couple than Margaret and Terry! Congratulations!

(Now if only they had some milk for their breakfast and coffee!)


The Last Sunday

Filed under: Trips,Uganda — pearsey @ 6:12 pm
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So this post will wrap up the last Sunday I had in Uganda. I was due to preach at Barnabas’s church and Mike at the early service at Life Ark Church. Both were good services, the girls at Barnabas’s church gave a lovely rendition of an old hymn while the rain absolutely pelted down outside. Had a lot of fun preaching at Barnabas’s, so hopefully I’ll get back there one day. We went back to Barnabas’s house for lunch after church. They had prepared a traditional African meal and were so honoured that we would come and eat at their house.

After lunch I needed to stop by the market on the way home to pick up some goat for the Aussie night that I had with James and Solomon (read about it here). Ok, I know goat isn’t really Australian at all, but the only goat I’d had was in Kenya and it was mouth watering, so I was kinda wondering what Ugandan goat was like.

The next couple of days were spent in Jinja – rafting, quad biking and sight seeing around the Nile River (wrap up here).

My last ministry engagement this trip was back at Ben’s church later in the week, taking a small mid week group and just sharing something short. Of course, it had to get interesting, so not long after we’d started, the power (ie lights) went out. Never mind, the drums still make a noise, they don’t need power!

Uganda Equator at Kayabwe

I left my Ugandan recap a couple of months ago back here, after I’d completed a week of ministry in Uganda.
The next Saturday, the last of my tour away, we headed off to Masaka, which included crossing the equator at Kayabwe as we went.
The road to Masaka is “under construction”. Apparently it’s been under construction for quite a while, so long, that some of the locals have moved because of the dust from the road. If you thought the dust was bad in other places, here it is ten times worse. Sadly, another problem with the road is the number of accidents. We passed a couple, a bus and a car had collided, I suspect the driver of the car may not have made it. Many of the drivers drive like cowboys and overtaking with all the dust makes it even more dangerous.

Passed a few cars driving along with fish on the front of the radiator, which was probably the coolest place! I guess that was their evening meal, might have been cool, but probably dust filled.

We reached the equator crossing and stopped there to take some photos. Took a look at buying some Ugandan flags, but even with James (our local Ugandan) negotiating for us, they still wanted too much so we left them there. You could also watch the water go down on either side of the equator, but we didn’t do that either. I’m sure it does. We spent a bit of time enjoying the novelty of standing in the northern, southern and both hemispheres. And proving that it is a small world, at one of the shops there I met somebody who lived about half an hour from me back here in Aus. Yep, definitely a small world!

After a while there, we continued to Masaka. Stopped at a school somewhere and checked out the view of the town from a hill in a local school ground, then had some lunch in one of the restaurants there. I wish I could remember which one it was, but I know it was one associated with helping the Ugandans socially and on the corner of George street, but that’s all I can remember.

We took a drive round the central part of Maska and drew some attention to ourselves by driving the wrong way down a one way street. But still, there were no signs at all if you came in the other way, really wide street, cars parked both ways – the only thing that alerted us to this little error was the Ugandans pointing and laughing at us and pointing at a sign that we had to turn around to see (because we were going the wrong way) that said you could only go one way. At the other end of the street there were also one way signs, but how does that help! Ah well, it was only a short street anyway.

Eventually we headed home, still fascinating driving through the Ugandan towns and seeing the butcher shops, with the meat hanging out in the heat and flies all day. Compared with our sanitry society where we’re meant to chuck the meat out if it rises above the recommended temperature for more than a couple of hours, it’s a bit of a difference. We followed the cattle truck (pictured below) on the way home for quite a while – the cattle were attended by two guys who rode on top of the truck in the dust (and nearly the rain) for the trip. I could think of a few better places to travel a 3 hour journey…

Anyway, here’s some pics of the equator and the Masaka area.

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