This is where I had lunch in one of the cities we stopped at in Zimbabwe. The name of the restaurant is Nando’s. I had never heard of the restaurant before I came to Zimbabwe. However, Almog, the fellow in the orange shirt, is from Israel and said that they have had them in Israel at one time and that they have locations in different places in Europe. Simi, the fellow in the blue and white striped shirt that is clowning for the camera, lives in Switzerland and says that they have them in his home country but not in his hometown. Note that the largest dimension available for this picture is 1024 X 768 as it was uploaded at a very slow bandwidth from a remote location in Africa.
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Lunch Lake Malawi Africa
There’s a story here. This is another one of those occasions when I hired a local to take me around and show me some sites. I paid one guy $4 one day to show me around for an hour and the next day I paid another guy $6 for a two hour tour. The $6 tour was the best. We went and saw the fishing village that was located on the beach and spent some time with the fisherman as they brought their catch in that morning. There were hundreds of people at the beach waiting on the locals to return, one dugout canoe at a time. We bought some of the fish they caught and took it to the guide’s house and had lunch with his family. The lunch included some of the fish and cassava , a local plant that is a staple of the diet for those living around the lake. I thought it was all pretty interesting, even the sand in the cassava which caused me to curtail my consumption of the root. Oh, and did I mention the hundreds of little kids who followed me all over the island wanting to hold my hand? This is one time in my life when I was really glad I had my sanitizer with me.
Lunch Break Tanzania Africa
I like this picture. It shows the group and the truck. We pulled the truck off the side of the road and made lunch in an open field. Most of the group is in the picture. We drug the chairs out of the truck and put them into a circle like we usually do. Then, the group of 3-4 people that is on cook duty fixes the lunch. The best hing about the food on the truck is that there really isn’t ever enough of it. This means that people are often quite hungry and, because of that, the food usually tastes pretty good. If a person was having to pay for it in a restaurant, the food wouldn’t be nearly as good.
Lunch Tanzania Campground Africa
This is how the group on the truck fixed lunch. They had a cook stove, a table and a lot of cooking materials. Normally the food was not anything to write home about, but because you were often quite active and there were few opportunities to snack or visit the drive-thru, the food tended to taste pretty good. If I had KFC or a half dozen pizza joints or a dozen or so burger joints along with a couple of all-you-can-eat places handy I might not be so positive about the quality of food we had. But I didn’t and I’ve learned that hungry people are more inclined to enjoy the food that they get. 20120602
Lunch in the Serengeti Africa
It was my last lunch with the cooks preparing everything. This is a fairly typical lunch. We always had boiled potatoes at lunch and supper. Salad was pretty common. I saw wienies more than once. The breads they made were super delicious. There was usually some kind of vegetables in a tasty sauce. Hot tea or coffee was served. There was always soft drinks and beer available for purchase at the camp store. I was going to miss these guys. They put up and took down the tents and had food and snacks whenever we showed up. They were great.
Lunch Ngorongoro Crater Africa
What are some of my favorite memories of Africa? The food, of course. I got to eat plenty of food with a lot of it being fresh vegetables. Someone was always on the chopping block at meal times and much of the meals were made with fresh vegetables. We stopped every few days for more supplies. The majority of the meals were cooked by members of the party. The crew leader and the driver did not participate in the cooking of the food. I had primarily ‘picnic style’ meals for the better part of two months. The meals the group fixed weren’t always top flight but we were all so hungry (Africa takes a lot out of you) that there were very little leftovers at the end of the meals. I rarely felt like I ate a ‘bad’ meal in Africa. When my group – Group 3 – was up for the supper, breakfast, lunch cycle the meals were superb. Bordering on internally famous cuisine, actually.
Cusco Peru Lunch
It was called chicken stew. I went with one of the locals I met who I asked out to lunch to help me get a better handle on food in Cusco. We went to this great little restaurant where I had this fabulous lunch for $3. This plate was just the main dish. In addition I had an appetizer, a soup and a drink. There was way more than I could eat. One thing I’ve learned over the years is to go to lunch or dinner with locals. They know a lot more about where to go and what to eat than any guide book author. That’s not to say that guidebooks should be ignored. It’s just that locals are so much better versed in what’s going on at the local eateries.
Lima Peru Lunch
Diego and I had lunch in central Lima at El Cordano. It seems it’s a Lima institution and Diego turned me on the subtleties of the humble potato and Inca Cola while we were there. .
Lunch Fare on Tour
This is the lunch fare that we had on the tour to the Great Wall of China. It came with the $20 ticket for the tour. The lunch was pretty good. See all those hands going for the chow line. That should tell you something.
Lunch At Market
This is one of the food markets near Little India in Singapore. If you look closely, you will see that there are a lot of stalls in the market. Each one is an independent restaurant. Each one may serve a different fare. There were hundreds fo people eating lunch at the market from the dozens of different food vendors. I had lunch there. I was the only chubby white boy I saw while I was there. If there’s one thing that I feel says a person has "arrived" as a tourist it’s that the person is the only person of their racial or ethnic persuasion having lunch in an area filled with hundreds of other diners.