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Expat wanderer

Too Much Food

AdventureMan and I have lived more years outside our own country than inside it. We have lived on-and-off in the Middle East for more than 30 years. You’d think we would know everything by now, but we are still delighted to discover new things and to learn from the culture in which we are living.

Our Kuwaiti friends were good about letting us peek inside the culture, telling us stories of family life “before oil” and Kuwait traditions. Like women aren’t supposed to eat too much when they to to someone’s house for dinner or the people will say “do you think she has never seen food before?”

On the other hand, it is shameful not to provide enough food, so you always prepare way more than the group invited can possibly eat, like in ten years.

Sometimes a lot of the food goes to waste, but I have also discovered these wonderful plastic bags and tin trays found in every supermarket in the Middle East. What doesn’t get eaten now – gets eaten. I admit it, I am a lazy wife. I don’t like cooking big meals when it is just the two of us, so I love being able to pull something out of the freezer and have it all heated up and fresh for dinner.



It also makes me feel very ecological to have food in the freezer, ready to fix, and to know that not a lot went to waste. We are learning from our son and his sweet wife, and all the young adults in our family, who are WAY more ecologically aware than we ever were, and we thought we were pretty good, the generation who invented recycling.

AdventureMan used to bring home people for dinner, mostly guys from out of town in town for a short time who needed a home-cooked meal. We always had food in the freezer, something I could pull out on short notice.

One time, I made beef burgundy. When I went to serve it, I looked for the cheesecloth bundle of spices and couldn’t find it. I looked and looked, and then I figured I must have taken it out earlier and forgot I’d done it. Then, during dinner, one of the men had a very puzzled look on his face – he was chewing on the spices ball! I was SO embarrassed, but they all just laughed, thank God.

October 13, 2009 - Posted by | Cross Cultural, ExPat Life, Family Issues, Food, Friends & Friendship, Generational, Kuwait, Living Conditions


  1. I used to do that when I lived abroad.

    Comment by Purgatory | October 13, 2009 | Reply

  2. Purg, you don’t do it now???

    Comment by intlxpatr | October 13, 2009 | Reply

  3. Now that we are coming to the last 3 months of the year i think you should write the year on the cover of the container also.


    Comment by daggero | October 13, 2009 | Reply

  4. LLOOLL – you think they will still be in there by the end of the year? You give me too much credit. Remember, I am a lazy wife, and I have friends and activities and hobbies that occupy my time. Many times, at the end of the day it is “Holy guacamole, what am I going to fix for dinner???!!” and I pull something out. Also, I have a fairly small freezer . . . 🙂

    Comment by intlxpatr | October 14, 2009 | Reply

  5. I usually freeze some bolognese sauce or thick curry sauce that I use for pasta or rice. 🙂

    Comment by Mathai | October 14, 2009 | Reply

  6. No, they do not listen to my Dutch ways @ home./

    Comment by Purgatory | October 14, 2009 | Reply

  7. Oh, good idea, Mathai! Saves your sweet wife the extra trouble!

    Aha! Purg, SHOW them, don’t tell them. Your females (wife, mom, sisters) will watch you in astonishment if you pack it all up for them! Then they will all whisper to each other “Mash’allah! Mash’allah!” in great wonder and wonder which Purgatory this is, this one they want to keep! 😛

    Comment by intlxpatr | October 14, 2009 | Reply

  8. Which fairy tale have you been reading ;p?

    Comment by Purgatory | October 14, 2009 | Reply


    Comment by intlxpatr | October 14, 2009 | Reply

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