The countdown is officially on. In two weeks today, we will be flying high on our way to Canada.
I was the hostess with the mostess this past weekend. We decided to do a couple big goodbye get togethers with our fav people. Saturday, all my ladies came to my place for the whole day. They taught me to cook the real biryani swahili style. Most of my girls are true swahili people and make the raddest food around. I observed every step of the process with the hopes that I can make it for Kelvin on those days he is getting a bit homesick. The ladies had way too much fun trying manoeuvre all my ‘american’ kitchen items like the garlic press and stove. The whole day was a complete blast. These girls are some of the coolest people I know.
A lot of chopping of vegetables. I loved that the recipe was made up of fresh everything – except for the gallons of cooking oil.
One of the girls says to me, “Let me go stand outside on the balcony so I can know what it feels like to be one of those people who stand on balconies”. Sometimes I forget how poor their community really is.
Blending the spices.
We actually deep fried the onions and potatoes before we added them to the stew. We used an absurd amount of oil. I think I will have to modify that when I cook it myself.
This was me the whole time: taking notes and hovering over people as they cooked.
Food was finally done and we all sat down to eat. My muslim girls just spread the food out on a cookie sheet and at it with their hands.
I invited some of my friends to come and chat with the girls a little bit about their future plans. Its nice to know that my ladies will have other women to help guide them even when I am gone. They of course loved Ndela, who is a famous musician and a make up artist. Ndela gave them some good make up tips.
The day was such a blast. We ate, laughed, DANCED, and just enjoyed one another. I am going to miss these girls WAY too much.
Then Sunday came along and we invited all our best friends from church over for the afternoon.
The men took over the living room and talked politics for four hours straight. No joke.
Meanwhile, us ladies took over the guest bedroom and giggled our way through the afternoon.
I have such beautiful friends.
The men took a small break from politics talk to summon the women to make tea. Ah, yes, we are still in Africa.
A good little african wife I am serving tea to all the men!
It was Kelvin’s birthday the next day so we decided to celebrate with everyone around.
The night ended with a couple of speeches from us where I turned into a teary mess at the thought of not seeing my dearest friends for a long time. So many of them of getting married this year or starting off their careers or planning for children. Makes me sad thinking we are going to miss all of it. Afterwards, Kelvin and I knelt in the middle of the room and all our friends gathered around us in prayer. It was such a beautiful moment to listen to our beloved friends bless us as we start this new chapter in our lives.