People will surely ask me what kind of food I ate when I was out in Peru. I never really know what to say (it’s even harder for me to describe what I eat in America,) so I figured I would just take a bunch of pictures and let you figure it out.
Before that, I do want to say something about food customs. When it comes to food, it almost doesn’t matter how poor they are, they will make sure their guests get enough to eat. Most people worry about starvation when going to impoverished areas, but I had to worry about my stomach exploding with all the rice, platano, and fish I was getting stuffed (platanos are like bananas, but firmer.) I don’t each much in the first place either, I never really have, so getting the food down has been quite a struggle.
I ran into some trouble a few times when I got enough, but I wanted just a little more (since the food is almost always delicious). I’ve learned that I’m better off just living without the extra bit because if I ask for “un poco mas” (a little more) what they tend to give you is twice as much as you had the first time. This was funny at first, but it’s caused me enough pain and suffering that I don’t really enjoy it beyond the gratitude I have for how well they seek to take care of me.
The biggest trouble comes when they’ve fed me without first finding out if I even had space to eat. Every once in a while I’ll have eaten a meal somewhere, and when we arrive somewhere else the host or hostess insists on giving us a full fledged meal. I always feel terrible in these situations because I really can’t finish it. I would love to be able to man-up and just get it down, but few people are willing to hang with me for the 2-3 hours it takes me to eat that quantity of food.
So, in case you thought I was starving out here, guess what, I’m not. Here’s some pictures of the delicious food I’ve been gorging myself with!