On Friday night Grant had a function for the company expats. As the only woman on site, it falls to me to arrange the food. Fortunately, there is a competent staff in the Guest House, headed by Chef Paulo and ably assisted by Chef Michael Makongoro. They did all the preparations of the meat and vegetables which are cut into strips. These are placed on trays ready for each person to cook his own food outside later that night. I gave them a recipe for Mongolian BBQ sauce which accompanies the stirfried meat and veg once grilled.
Expats socializing the lapa at the Guest House
Manee and Dipen changing the music from South Africa to Indian songs!
Bibi and Babu
On Thursday William, our driver was in Mwanza and bought me zucchini, sweet potatoes and spinach. I donated half the zucchini to the Guest House for the Mongolian BBQ. So far we've had zucchini, sweet potato rounds and potato chips grilled in the oven with a sprinkling of olive oil and coarse salt. With this I wilted a portion of spinach (which Regina shredded) and served it with the oven-roasted vegetables and Grant's meat portion.
Spinach, zucchini and sweet potato
On Sunday I made a spinach quiche for lunch and served it with homemade bread and a salad
On Friday I walked over to the upholsters' workshops just across the town plain. Grant is having our lounge suite recovered, and had chosen a red brocade for the new covering.
I asked our tailor, Mr Cheddy buy any lounge suite material as long as it was green and gold or gold and green. This, BTW, was only other choice apart from a plain and very dead brown!
Afterwards I popped in next door to consult with local carpenter, Stanley about revamping the garden shed for a decent sleeping habitat for Princess. I'm also keeping our little pregnant pup here in the garden to have her babies. The pregnant dogs normally go to the workshop kennels to have their pups. But Princess is so attached to Michael askari during the day, to Zecharia, night askari, and to me permanently, that she would break out of those cages and try to return home. Fortunately Grant arranged with security that I keep Princess here for her confinement.
Stanley measures Princess' maternity ward. Joshua is the stand-in askari on Michael's day off. Because he hand feeds Princess with dog biscuits, she is trusting him more
Stanley is building a wooden floor which will keep Princess off the damp ground. Michael and I will line the floor with thick plastic and we'll add a blanket after the pups are born
Princess, showing definite signs of her condition, enjoys a drink from the bucket of water
Here's wishing you all a wonderful week ahead.