It seems that most people have these storefront stoves. They also double as an oven (when you cover them with a hood) and a steamer (with a boiling pot and cover). While this would actually be very handy, we don't have anywhere we could keep one. (They are "vented" by being right in the doorway)
I tried sending a national to the market for me. I learned not to do it again, at least with that particular girl, because she only gave me about six cents change from my hundred and brought back half of my small list. She also brought back some interesting things. For instance, this is what she brought back for "sweet potato." It actually tastes somewhat similar to regular potato when it's cooked, but I was told it might be a water lily root. My guess it is some form of potato or tuber, but its most unique aspect is the amazing degree of slime it produces when peeled.
Because I was deliriously ill on Matt's birthday (and everyone else had diarrhea... AND we were moving into our apartment that day...) the girls and I surprised him with a "pseudo-birthday" a couple of weeks later. We chose his long day of class and made a fantastic family surprise party. We felt really bad that he didn't so much as get a card on the actual day (even the one my mom had me smuggle over in our suitcases), so the girls made a scavenger hunt to lead him to his gifts and cards. They also baked him a cake in a friend's oven. I used my pressure cooker to make refried beans, we rolled out tortillas, and we had an Asian fiesta :) Our language tutor even stayed for the fun.
Can you make out the slime on my hand??
Chloe and Emma were SO responsible. They carried both cake pans (in a box) walked about a block away and up 5 flights of stairs, working as a team (Emma was the door girl), had our friends bake them and went back to pick them up. They were so proud!
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