A-lo-ko.
Aloko, small bits of fried plantain, was one of the first African dishes we ate. It tasted sweet—like a sweet potato—and could have been paired with chicken or eaten by itself with some powdered sugar on top.
It was the first of many dishes we hope to try (and make). We have jumped into the culture, and are learning by immersion. Making food here is not just cooking—it is getting to Interfrais, the local grocery, by taxi, buying ingredients that are all labeled in French, and paying for them in West African francs.
Thankfully, in addition to teaching us new recipes, the missionaries here are teaching us how to get around, buy groceries, and use the local currency.
Pray that we would continue to adjust to the culture, that we might be unhindered in our efforts to share the gospel and disciple believers here in Abidjan.
Aloko, small bits of fried plantain, was one of the first African dishes we ate. It tasted sweet—like a sweet potato—and could have been paired with chicken or eaten by itself with some powdered sugar on top.
It was the first of many dishes we hope to try (and make). We have jumped into the culture, and are learning by immersion. Making food here is not just cooking—it is getting to Interfrais, the local grocery, by taxi, buying ingredients that are all labeled in French, and paying for them in West African francs.
Thankfully, in addition to teaching us new recipes, the missionaries here are teaching us how to get around, buy groceries, and use the local currency.
Pray that we would continue to adjust to the culture, that we might be unhindered in our efforts to share the gospel and disciple believers here in Abidjan.