For one, I succumbed to the enevitable but unpleasant stomach bacteria grossness common among travelers in third-world countries. Suffice it to say, I´m currently taking Cipro and have a lot of time to ponder what I could have eaten to make me feel so sick. I´m also very thankful for modern medicine.
I´m also a big fan of Campus Health. They supplied us with a handy flow chart that tells you how to treat your stomach ailments. Actually, the chart is very much like those in teen magazines where you answer personality questions and find out which celebrity you would be a perfect match for. Except, instead of finding out that you and Brad Pitt are like, totally made for each other, you find out how many milligrams of Cipro to take. Almost as much fun.
But anyways, as my stomach has been yelling at me, I´ve had time to ponder what exactly I´ve been eating here. Plus I started reading Michael Pollan´s ¨The Omnivore´s Dilemma,¨ which is pretty much all about being an informed eater. So what exactly are we eating?
Breakfast is by far the most mundane meal of the day. Everyone eats the same thing: bread with butter or jam, washed down with tea. The bread is a crusty roll, flat and about 6 inches in diameter. It´s baked here in Ollanta by local women who sell it in the Plaza, six pieces for one sol, or about 10 cents a piece. Sometimes Kelsey and I get eggs or freshly-squeezed orange or papaya juice with our bread, but that tends to be the exception rather than the rule.
I´ve sadly found that getting coffee that isn´t instant is a challenge. From what I´ve been told, Peru produces a lot of coffee, but most of it is exported and very little is actually consumed by the populace. This is pretty tragic from my perspective, but I´ve found restaurants on the Plaza that cater to tourists and serve excellent, if expensive, ¨cafe con leche.¨ Yum.
Lunch, or el almuerzo, is the biggest meal of the day. We usually eat around 1:30 when we get home from school, and the most of the family is in attendance. The food is usually served in what can only be described as a large tureen or platter. As someone astutely pointed out, you don´t see a lot of skinny Peruvians around, and we´ve learned that cleaning our plate isn´t necessary. But the after-lunch siesta, or nap, is.
The lunch itself is by far the most varied of all those served. On festival days we usually eat a variation of the special ¨plato tipico¨ that includes cuy, rice, tortillas, seaweed, fish eggs, sausage, and a green ensalada. But on average days, we usually get a huge pile of rice served with a thick soup of meat and potatoes, or spaghetti.
The best meal we´ve had in Peru was actually served by Jarrard´s host mother, when she implored us to stay for ¨un poquito,¨or a just a little bit, of food. This heaping meal included the requisite pile of rice, along with a chopped vegetable medley of potatoes, carrots, peas, and beets in a truly delicious sauce. It has since become hard to turn down a meal at that house.
Dinner is definitely a quieter affair than lunch, which is something I really like. Usually it´s more soup or a small piece of meat, although our host family owns a restaurant and last night we had pizza. It was delightful. Jarrard was pretty jealous, and understandably so.
The Peruvians love their soups, and most of the time they´re pretty good. But today, Kelsey mentioned that it might be nice to eat something more solid every once in a while. If my stomach weren´t currently operating at a reduced capacity, I´d have to agree.
As for how this food is prepared and where it comes from, we´re still figuring that out. Refrigerators aren´t yet common here, and families definitely buy their produce and meat each morning at the market. If you wander to the back of the market toward the buzzing of flies, you can see animals being butchered into cuts of meat.
Cooking is still firmly situated within the realm of female responsibility here, along with cleaning, child-rearing, and laundry. And culinary traditions are definitely passed down from mother to daughter, as our host mom explained. Peruvian women don´t have it easy, but that´s a topic for another day.
Food here is pretty varied for the highland diet, and there are lots of things I still want to sample and explore. But for now, pass the tea, please.