The first round of When a Hut is a Home seemed to be interesting for people to see, so I decided to give it another go. This time around I thought it would be fun to share pictures of some of the kitchens I've eaten my meals at along the way in Nicaragua.
My husband and I have been to Nicaragua three times so far and will be returning in January of 2009. Our purpose for the travel has been to hook up with local missionaries and provide basic medical clinics to locals who otherwise have no access. Even something as simple as Advil and Tylenol is a BIG deal when your entire day is spent in the pursuit of acquiring food and securing shelter. My husband, Randy Visser, is an internal medicine doc here in Redmond, OR and in Nicaragua (actually Mexico too) I play pharmacist. Shh, don't tell NAR!
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This is a bread oven in the village of Los Cedros, just outside of Managua. Bread is cooked here and actually sold at the local markets. I know, a little scary. It gets scarier. There was a very active monkey living in this house, so I referred to it as monkey bread, which I passed on eating. Only two of those who partook were sick the next day, so I guess the odds were better than I thought. LOL
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This is a restaurant (yes, you heard me right) along the Rio Coco River as we headed into the jungle. And yes, those are chickens, a pig, and a dog hanging out in the kitchen. Although the chickens probably won't be hanging out much longer, as they will surely find there way into a pot soon. The person served the last bowl is also the person who receives the last of the chicken parts for his meal. In this case it was what we believed to be the heart and what I'm sure was the "egg shoot". On our way back through several days later, this kitchen had actually burned down and was being rebuilt at a new location.
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This kitchen is in the Miskito Indian home we were guests in at the village of Walakitang where we held the medical clinics. When we returned last year it had been washed away in the side storm of a hurricane.
This is a close up of the prep work taking place in that kitchen. A machete is the tool of choice for pretty much everything.
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Another resturaunt on our way back out of the jungle. Here there were "meat" choices as well as eggs and tortillas to go with the rice & beans and plantains. Even a warm soda. We were feeling quite spoiled!
So what do you think, ready for an adventure?!
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