Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Evelyn's baptism



Evelyn got baptized on Friday! I am so proud of her- she was a little nervous since it was in a deep swimming pool and no family or familiar friends were there. But she did great! And most of our branch was there to support us. They are so nice! It makes me feel old to have a girl that big. I made an "8" cake for her- but failed to take pictures in all the commotion. She is having a sleepover spa party this weekend with three friends from school. Should be fun!



The Iman Swooned

This is one of my more successful attempts at Middle Eastern cuisine- a dish of eggplants, onions and tomatoes called The Iman Swooned.

2 medium eggplants
1 tsp salt
1 large onion, finely chopped
4 medium tomatoes, chopped
6 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 c fresh parsley, chopped
1/4 c fresh dill, chopped
1/4 c fresh basil, chopped
1/2 c olive oil
1/4 c water
1 TB sugar
1 lemon, cut into wedges

1) Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Wash each eggplant, cut off the tops and slice lengthwise. Arrange in 9 x 13 pan, flesh up.
2) In a large bowl, combine salt with onion, tomatoes, garlic, parsley, dill and basil, Stir in 2 TB of oil. Spoon mixture over eggplant halves, getting as much on top as possible.
3) Combine remaining olive oil with water and sugar in the smae bowl. Pour over the eggplant halves.
4) Bake for 1 1/2 hours, pressing tomato mixture into eggplant flesh once or twice. Eggplant is ready when it is very soft. Pour oil from the bottome of the pan over the eggplants. Serve with lemon slices.

When I make this- Roger eats one, I eat one fresh and then the other two leftover. I can't get Evelyn to try it- Edward takes tastes. I love it- a good vegetarian option.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

more on the store

Edward sings "Lulu's, Lulu's" the name of the grocery store we end up at two to three times a week. I thought I would share more about shopping here.
Most of the stores have a parkingup- garage under them- on the ground level- so your car isn't so hot when you come out. Almost all the grocery stores are in a mall complex- most are more strip malls, but others have a GAP and Gymboree, etc. next to the grocery store.
The Lulus complex we go to has an Italian place, dry cleaning, bank branch, Western Union, cupcake stand, carpet dealers, aquarium store, perfume store, Burger King, herbal store, pharmacy, accessory store, a few more restaurants, etc.- most on the ground floor. You have to take this escalator to the grocery store- but the escalator is flat- no stairs- so you can push a grocery cart on it. They all have magnetic wheels which lock it into place on the escalators so they don't go careening down.
Also, none of the carts drive straight- everyone has perfected this diagonal leaning method of steering their carts. You also have to put 100 fils, like a quarter, into the cart to unlock it from the other carts to be able to use it. You get your fils back when you take your cart back and insert a key from the cart above into the slot on your cart- popping out your coin. The keys aren't long enough to reach the slots on its own cart- just connect to other carts- if that makes sense. I've had a few not so fun store trips where I didn't have a 100 fil coin on me!
Here the first floor is the ground floor and second floor is the first floor. So the groceries are up on the first floor and the clothing, sporting goods, school supplies and housewares are on the second floor. If you need milk and pencils, you go to the second floor, get the pencils, pay for them, then check your bag at the security desk / bag check on the first floor, get your milk, then go claim your pencils.
It is pretty much the same as a regular grocery, but there is a large bulk foods section manned by helpful staff. The deli is a lot larger. There is the hot prepared food counter- like chicken, etc., the meat and cheese counter, the pickles and other cold prepared foods counter, the bakery deli section- with individual pot pies, pasteries etc., and the Indian food deli counter. In the produce section, you pick out your produce then take it to a counter to be weighed and priced. You must do this- if you take unweighed and unpriced produce to the checkout they freak out because they don't know the prices and don't have scales. Other than the huge rice aisle, shelf stable milk aisle, and a few unfamiliar things- it is pretty normalish.
Question though, in the ground meat section, you can buy buffalo from India. I'm assuming this is water buffalo. It is cheaper than beef and looks really similar- should I give it a go? (I don't know why but this seems less gross than camel meat to me!)

Monday, September 19, 2011

cracking up in the toy aisle

Evelyn wanted this "HuLaHoop" but I thought it was of questionable quality- "once own, nothing can instead" is lost in translation...

Hannah Montana wanted me to buy this Medical and Series toy- New and Interesting of Medical Toys! But I passed.


Sunday, September 18, 2011

Promotions are my new coupons!

Promotions are my new coupons! I got these free mugs buying milk, the 9 x 13 pan from buying a two pack of canola oil, two butter knifes with a double pack of butter, the Spiderman pencil set with some chocolate milk boxes and the beach ball with a pack of Capri Suns. Promotions are usually double packs at a discount, buy two get one free, bonus item with purchase- and I love them!
In Bahrain you never know exactly what will be in the store- if the shipments haven't come in for a while, it can be hard to find stuff like cupcake liners, brownie mix, canned pumpkin. If you see it and like it- grab it and a few more! Like chocolate chips for $1 BD on promotion at Lulus- I bought six but am going back for more. Also- sometimes they'll get a shipment of western products that they are trying to blow out. The other day I found double packs of Honey Bunches of Oats with Strawberries and Peaches for less then the cost of one box of other cereal. Treat cereal for us!
Groceries are a lot more expensive here so I've learned to stop doing the conversion to American dollars in my head and just get what we need. I am still frugal but we need to eat more than just rice! We have an egg dish once a week, a roasted chicken once a week and spaghetti or other pasta once a week- on rotation because we like them and they are cheap eats. I am trying to learn to cook some local cuisine- with varied success.
I make chicken shawarma the other day. And it was good- but it was expensive and time consuming to make. After we found out that you can get a shawarma at this local place for about 75 cents. So I'm not going to make those anymore! Funny- the same with the chickens- the rotisserie chicken- premade and stuffed with rice- is the same price as a raw whole chicken. So I might not be firing up my oven any more on chicken night!

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Two-ish

Edward has been two-ish since we've gotten here. He has cut holes in two of his shirts with Evelyn's school scissors and throws his toys in the garbage (didn't catch his new Lightning McQueen in time- RIP). He pitches fits in the store if he can't hold a treat and won't stay in the cart, he thinks he needs to be carried or walking around grabbing stuff of the shelves. Two days ago he gave Evelyn a bloody nose and a bloody lip by meanly head-butting her unprovoked. He hits and pushes and grabs at us. Last night he was in and out of our bed ten times even with two bottles, his puppy pillow pet and some Tylenol. (Just another bad night in a series of bad nights!)He doesn't want to eat anything- since I don't have Goldfish and fruit snacks here- he just wants to drink bottles and throw food on the floor. Unless its candy. He no longer goes to nursery without us.

After a hour of trying unsuccessfully to put him down for a nap, I carried him downstairs while he was forcing his grubby hand in my mouth. Sure enough, the Alpha-Bits he had dumped on the floor that morning with the juice box of OJ sprinkled on top for good measure were still there. I set him down and he started banging the laptop trying to get it to play the Wiggles. Looking at our full sink and filthy floors, for the briefest of seconds my sleep-deprived brain was thinking maybe I should have tried to get a para-pro job at the school and hired a nanny / maid.

He came up and said "Mama! Kiss!" and gave me a kiss. Then he said "Prayers?" then folded his arms "Mumble, mumble, Jesus, Men!"

So glad to be home with him!

Monday, September 12, 2011

International living

International living is interesting. We are the international babies of the group- there are just two other teachers whose having their first international experience with us. The other teachers have been so nice- no one has ever been like "Check out the newbies- they'll never make it!" And they have given us extra toys (more Ikea train tracks for Teddy and a cute John Deere animal tractor), picture frames, books for Ev, a few odd dishes. Because they all shipped stuff. The only other family that didn't really ship was evacuated from Libya in the spring and had to leave their stuff behind. Their daughter has two toys- an American girl doll and a Playmobile figurine. So Evelyn has been having her over for Polly Pocket time. That is the really nice thing- there is a pack of girls Evelyn can play with- some are a little older, some a little younger. So nice!
International teachers are travel addicts- everyone is plotting what exotic location they will go for November Eid, Winter Break and Spring Break. Dubai, Jordan, Oman, Turkey? African safari?
And it seems there is an international lingo you just pick up. Everyone says "Eh?" like the Canadians- even if they are from Boston or Montana. And you take the lift, push the baby in the trolley, and get things "sorted" like "I am still getting my work visa sorted, then I can get my rental car sorted," which is from the Brits. The teachers are originally from the USA, Canada, New Zealand, Great Britain, various Middle Eastern countries, Bahraini natives, etc. I would say the majority of the teachers are US and Canadian- but then the para-pros and support staff are mostly Bahraini.
When you ask someone where they are from- that can be tricky- so you ask where they were originally from and where they just came from. And they all have neat stories they will pop up with like nothing- "When we were in ______ we ______," like its no big deal vs. something totally awesome most people will never get to do!
Hopefully I'll get some cool stories soon!

Misc. pictures

Not sure if you can see it too well- but here is a giant cutout billboard of the king. Pictures of his majesty, the crown prince, the prime minister and the head of the military are everywhere around here- in every business, hospital, school, etc.

And this is what the oil pipelines look from the road- they are everywhere just running on the sides of the streets.





First day photo

My grade 2 girl. I love her school uniform!

Camel farm

This old girl let us sit on her back- most obliging!


Some of the young ones and babies check out my baby.


They are kinda cute! Love their lashes. These are the camels that belong to the royal family. They have a heard of 100-200 that they keep for prestige- that the public can go visit. These are all dromedary or Arabian camels. The males are more bad tempered so they are kept away from the females and babies. The babies are huge- a three week old was about four feet tall. The mamas were all around six feet-ish. Evelyn looks nervous here because she had just gotten her hair eaten for the second time. It looks like golden straw! The camel keeper is keeping the muncher back.

Oh and yes- you can buy camel meat in the store here- but no one eats these camels- they are pets. And no- I haven't tried camel meat and don't really have any plans to!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Drive time

True confession time. Roger drove with me to do the pickup in Hamad Town and then has driven with me every other time I've driven since- to and from church- once. I think he has been worried I would never man up and drive without him. But today- I did it. I made it to Lulu's and back with only Edward as my navigator.

No doubt my fear to drive is partly because of my compulsive panicky personality. But like the saying goes, "Just because your paranoid doesn't mean there not out to get you."

Take every stereotype about bad drivers in other countries- they are all true here. Aggressive, rude, fast... but sometimes they will let you have right of way just because you are a woman- which makes it more dangerous. People pass you in the inside, outside and drive on the shoulder and sidewalk all the time. They run reds and don't signal. Leave a carlength between you and another car- someone will squeeze in there. The lights blink yellow to warn you that it is about to turn green and if you aren't at least inching forward by then, the honking starts. Ditto with taking your time to make sure there is room for you to squeeze out onto the roundabouts. Our rental has zero acceleration which complicates that- its a gutless Nissan Sunny. There are accidents everywhere. A busy street can turn into some confusing narrow back alley with hardly any notice. Police barricades and checkpoints complicate matters.

But I am determined! I will conquer all my fears and become a super defensive driver zipping around the island like it is my personal racetrack. So hold on to your hats! Here I come.

Sunday, September 4, 2011