I bought my tickets, I’m leaving Kyrgyzstan (temporarily) on November 1st. I won’t get back until January 24, meaning I’ll be in the states for nearly three months. That’s practically a whole life chapter, an entire season in a different location. I’ve got about four weeks until I fly back and… you know, give birth …
Tag Archives: food in Kyrgyzstan
my Australian guilty pleasure
I have managed to live in Bishkek for nearly two years with very few requests from abroad. I get great, freshly roasted coffee from Sierra, Beta Stores stocks locally produced peanut butter, and I’ve managed to procure most other products and food items without having to have them physically transported from abroad. But there is …
Chains we can believe in
I heard my first joke from a Kyrgyz person the other day. There’s no real punchline, it just makes fun of how bad Kyrgyz people’s English is, so when they heard Barack Obama’s iconic promise to bring change, they were disappointed when the harsh Kyrgyz winter rolled around and Obama wasn’t providing chains for their …
short announcement
Attention World: All hope is not lost; WE FOUND BACON IN KYRGYZSTAN That’s all, enjoy your breakfasts (because I certainly am!)
the food situation
The realization first hit me when we invited two friends over for dinner a couple weeks ago, a pair of sassy Turkmen girls we met at school. Farrell realized that he had most of the ingredients to make Moroccan-style chicken: chickpeas, allspice, assorted nuts and raisins, and long-grain rice. Since the meal was anticipated to …
spice win
After weeks of searching for bottles of spices (and planning to ambush the Indian family in our building to figure out their secret stash), we found packets of curry (карри) and cinnamon (корица) in Beta Stores. Farrell already whipped up a fabulous curry for dinner, but I smell fresh cinnamon rolls in my future breakfasts.
the law of shwarma
Shwarma is a glorious thing. Take a giant spool of meat, spin it around a continuous flame, drippings marinating the meat and landing on a griddle below where toppings get a quick sizzle before hitting the bread and, soon after, your mouth. It’s street food, so it’s always cheap. As I discover more and more …
Irahat Cafe
Dinner can be an exhausting experience. In DC, Farrell and I rarely ate out at restaurants, so here in Bishkek, our first plan is to cook. After several nights of some combination of beef, rice, potatoes, onions, and carrots, we were a little weary of going for another round of fighting with our grimy stove-top, …
Gamboorger
Thursday is my busiest day. I’m only signed up for three courses at AUCA but they all meet on Thursday. Yesterday’s classes involved a test in Beginner’s Russian and a group project in Political Research Methods. Bwugh, group projects! It can be summed up as me trying to talk over a handful of chatty Kyrgyz …