More like home...

For those first three months that we were here we went out to dinner every night, trying a different style of Chinese most every night. Ah, we said, as nice as this is we can't wait until our stuff arrives and we can finally cook again.

There are quite a few western style restaurants on the island, and we have been to a few during out time here, but we tended not to go to these too often because they also charge western prices. One of Tina's classmates was asking about some of the restaurants, and later we tried to calculate how many of the western restaurants we had been to. By our count the desire for western food would overcome us every 9-12 days. A far cry from some of the expats here who seem to only eat western style, but still not bad considering that we weren't cooking and were going out every night.

So, now we have our kitchen supplies and we've cooked up a few delicious meals, but somehow they just aren't the same. The tiny midget sized kitchen makes preparation a chore and only having two burners for all your cooking suddenly isn't enough. That and trying to buy food is a bit of a challenge, everything is labeled in Chinese (Shocking, huh?) and even things that you recognize seem to have a slightly different, Chinesey, flavor to them.

It's tough that cooking has become a chore where in just a few short weeks it's now "What do we want to cook tonight?" and "I don't know, you wanna go out?" Going out doesn't solve it either, as then we fall right back into trying to decide what style Chinese...

So, now what we are really missing from home is home food delivery. For when it's too much of a hassle to cook something, too late to go out, and all you're really craving is a Philly cheese steak grinder....