EAT YOUR WAY THROUGH KAMPALA!!!

We did that. Don’t judge. We’ve officially been living here a month, and I know we’ve mentioned how good the food is, but really a girl can only go so long on rice, beans, plantains, chapatti, and unidentifiable meats. We wanted some American food and fast. So the activities committee kindly slaved over a plan for our food tour of the capital of Uganda, the only place in the country willing to fuel our hopeless cravings. On Saturday we hopped happily out of bed, paid a visit to the bank and then caught a taxi to the big city. After my last frightening, bustling Kampala experience, I was a little nervous for our return, but we managed to stay in a wonderfully calm part of town and it was great. We first began with a stop at the grocery store in the mall, where we roamed the aisles with our jaws on the floor, in amazement at the availability of delightful treats like cereal, granola, barbeque sauce, cinnamon rolls, and so on. You’d think after only a month of being gone we wouldn’t be so shocked, but what can I say, I was weak at the sight. We then found a hamburger place. It was no In-N-Out, but a burger, fries, and soft-serve ice cream cone felt heaven-sent. We digested during a long trip to the artisan market, where we walked around admiring everything, purchased a few gifts, and Nicole and I realized that we want to decorate our entire future homes with gorgeous hand-carved African ebony bowls. Later on, for an early dinner, we hit the jackpot at a restaurant set up in the corner of a parking garage. It was called the I <3 New York Kitchen. Brilliance. Chocolate banana milkshake, pepperoni pizza, and chocolate cake. Nicole put it wonderfully when she said, “If you don’t feel like puking at the end of eat your way through Kampala day, you didn’t do it right.”

Trust me, we did it right.