Jerry and I went to the hospital yesterday to get our Hep A/B boosters and decided to go ahead and get blood tests to check for malaria since there has been an outbreak in our area. Because of some symptoms Jerry has, there is a chance that he has worms (gross!) and because of my proximity to him, there is a chance (albeit slighter) that I have them, too (double gross!).
So, the doctor said that we should go ahead and take a de-worming pill. If we have worms, they will get destroyed and if we don't have worms, the pill will not harm us. We went to the pharmacy and paid only 35 cents for each pill. You do not swallow these pills with water; instead you chew them down and then swallow - like candy.
Well, we ate our pills last night. Jerry opened his and marveled at how good the de-worming pill smelled. Then, he ate it and said it tasted like orange sherbet!
Today is Jerry's birthday. Last year on his birthday we found out we were invited to Thanksgiving dinner at the US Consulate. And for his birthday this year, he gets to be de-wormed by an orange sherbet-tasting wonder pill!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Beef - it's what's for dinner
We enjoyed our best steak in S Asia tonight and it was only $10. The tenderloin was cut like filet mignon and was cooked the way we wanted - RARE. We have had steaks a few times here, but they ALWAYS overcook it. Even when we ordered the steak rare tonight, the waiter wrote down well-done and I had to correct him and added that we wanted it red inside.
Since the steak was so well-cooked and tasty, I summoned the waiter to tell him that the beef was delicious and prepared really well and to please tell the chef. Right after he left, I remembered that we are in the land of "hit a cow on the street with your car and get attacked by a mob." So, maybe telling the staff that I loved eating the beef was not such a good idea.
Since the steak was so well-cooked and tasty, I summoned the waiter to tell him that the beef was delicious and prepared really well and to please tell the chef. Right after he left, I remembered that we are in the land of "hit a cow on the street with your car and get attacked by a mob." So, maybe telling the staff that I loved eating the beef was not such a good idea.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
food daydreams
One of our conversations 2 nights ago...
Mitzi: I love you, Honey.
Jerry: I love you, too, sweetie pie.... Mmmm... pumpkin pie
M: Ahh... apple pie
J: Fresh strawberry pie from House of Pies
M: Chocolate pie with bananas on the bottom
J: Mississippi Mud pie
M: Banana Cream Cake
We'll be home Dec 18 - Jan 27th. Who wants to go out for dessert with us?!
Mitzi: I love you, Honey.
Jerry: I love you, too, sweetie pie....
M: Ahh... apple pie
J: Fresh strawberry pie from House of Pies
M: Chocolate pie with bananas on the bottom
J: Mississippi Mud pie
M: Banana Cream Cake
We'll be home Dec 18 - Jan 27th. Who wants to go out for dessert with us?!
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