Mi tostada estaba triste porque lo sabe qué pasará pronto (My toast was sad because he knows what will happen soon). :) Tomorrow will mark the beginning of my third week in Chile.
Mi desayuno en ambos estilo de modo Chile y EEUU (My breakfast in both the style of Chile and the United States). Saturday is my best day to do my graduate assistant work. I’m enjoying a project right now were I am helping Dr. Sandmann upgrade her PowerPoint presentation with an effort to make it more “Zen” (i.e., more minimalist). I started working and didn’t realize that it was almost 6pm. So this is a combination breakfast lunch meal I made for myself. Yummy!! Now I feel more motivated to return to my work. I look forward to what week three is going to bring relative to my experiences in Talca, Maule, Chile. Next week is Independence Day and the University is closed for a week. So no access to the biblioteca research participants, or that little cabin outside the library that has WiFi and outlets. Sigh… I’ll just have to survive working from the house. :) P.S. It’s still very cold outside down here.
My greatest fear about coming to Chile was that I would have a difficult time adjusting to different food. But fortunately, that has not been a problem for me. I think that’s in large part because I’m a somewhat descent cook. I have really become almost addicted to the pitted olives here. I put them in all my salads and eat them for snacks. This is the beautiful salad I made for dinner before my “clumsy gene” struck. Yes, I am convinced that a clumsy gene exists in my hereditary pedigree.
For example, I trip over seemingly invisible objects, bump my head at the most geometrically impossible angles, and will spill a drink on my table with an amazing level of frequency. I share all that to let you know that this is a pre-photo of my delicious salad today. I was too embarrassed to take a picture of the post-salad victimization caused by my clumsy gene. Me encanta pimenta negra en mi ensalada (I love black pepper on my salad). I didn’t realize I had opened the pour versus the sift spout on the black pepper bottle as I began to dress my salad. That didn’t turn out well for me nor as pretty as the picture above. Nevertheless, I giggled, shook my head at myself, and enjoyed my hot salad. ¡Ándele! Vamos a comer.😉
Christianity is the dominant religious form in Chile with almost 70% of Chileans being of the Catholic faith tradition. Therefore, it is not uncommon to see religious representations displayed in homes as well as in churches. I found this piece interesting as I could not determine if it was made of wood or plastic. I was too afraid to touch and inspect it too closely considering my “clumsy gene” and all.🙂