Thursday, November 27, 2014

Thankful

Blessed.
Blessed because of salvation.
Blessed because of God's love.
Blessed to know the truth!

I have so much to be thankful for.
This Thanksgiving, more than ever, I'm thankful that I was born in a country and in a family where I could grow up knowing the Creator, the Master, the King.
I look around me and see so many who have never had the privilege to know; people who have never heard, and I wonder, why have I been so blessed?
My greatest prayer is that I live a life of thankfulness and that, in turn, I can share this wonderful blessing with others.
I think it's one of the many reasons why Thanksgiving has become so important to me. It's a reminder that on this day, and every day I am called to live a life of thankfulness. (I Thessalonians 5:16)
What are you thankful for?





This is the list of what I was making to take to our group meal.

My personal favorite

Making the first of two pie crusts

A bunch of us rented a field to play some friendly softball and some touch football.

TCK BFFs



Ready to get some grub!

We had a group of about 50 expats all gather to celebrate our American holiday.

We had so much food!






This was my plate of food. All the food groups were covered. :)

CJ got the turkey leg

Mia is always taking care of the little kids and babies - it's her special gift.


Tuesday, November 11, 2014

I'm avoiding what I'm supposed to be doing

Well, I'm on a roll this month. Two blogs in two days!
Actually, I'm avoiding what I'm supposed to be doing - PACKING!

In a little over a week, we'll start moving all our belongings into a friend's house for storage while we're away for six months. I'm supposed to be sifting, sorting, eliminating and packing various groups of things like our medicine box, my growing pile of assorted bags (I have a bag addiction), kitchen gadgets and the most dreaded filing cabinet.
Why does it feel like instead of making our piles grow smaller, they're just getting bigger.
My piles are labeled: (1) Pack for storage, (2) Into suitcases for America and (3) Giveaway.
But then I've got sub-piles, like under Giveaway, I've got: (a) Giveaway to expats and (b) Giveaway to local friends. - i.e. our Myanmar friends wouldn't know what to do with a bottle of pepto bismal, but for our American friends, it's a valued possession.
On top of that, I've got one child who just wants to give everything away, rather than have to pack anything. The other day, Miá said to me, "Mom, can I just give away all my pillows and blankets so that I don't have to pack them?"
To which I replied, "Well, what are you going to use when we get back?"
She smartly retorted with a smirk, "We can just buy all new when we return!"

My other child, however, doesn't want to give anything away.
"Zoë, you haven't worn those shorts in a year," I said.
"They don't fit me anymore," was her reply.
"Then let's give them away to someone who can wear them," I reasoned.
"Aww, but they're soooo cute!" she whined.

It feels like an uphill battle, everywhere I turn.
And just when I think I've got one corner cleaned out, I find another box of junk waiting its turn.

I recognize that part of the problem is the lifestyle we lead.
We don't have access to most Western items, so if we get the chance to purchase something that we think we might at some point use in the next three years, we buy it. Batteries are a good example. We have a ton of every variety stored up, and now most of them have gone bad. So I'm staring a big box of old, unusable batteries and I think to myself, "How did this happen?"
Those will end up going in my fourth pile: the garbage.

So instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing, I'm sitting at my desk drinking coffee and writing a blog. Actually, I wrote a poem first, but that inspired the blog.
Hmmm, what else can I do to avoid what I really need to do?


Packing
     by Julie Johnson

Should it stay or should it go?
What to do, I just don't know.

Clothes and shoes, books and gadgets
Acquiring things has become a habit.

In less than a month this place has to be empty.
Our things will be gone, but we leave behind great memories.

Friends, family, food and fun,
This apartment has been full of love.

Instead of filling boxes, I sit here scrawling
Because what follows packing is a lot of hauling.










Monday, November 10, 2014

I'm hanging on to my "handle"


Living in a third world country has given me so many life experiences. I have learned about things that I probably never would have been exposed to had we never left our comfortable, first-world home.
For example, I know now that if you find little ants all over your bread, all you have to do is pop that bread in the freezer for a few minutes and they miraculously disappear.
I’ve learned that if you open your silverware drawer and find roaches there, they will run away from the light. Just leave that drawer open (never close it) and they’ll stay away.
I’ve learned that if you put your food in a cabinet that has legs and stand those legs in little bowls filled with baby powder, it keeps the bugs away. Apparently bugs don’t like baby powder – I would have never known!

I’ve also learned a lot about cooking.
Because we can’t buy convenience items where we live, I’ve had to learn how to make those items first in order to feed my family the foods they love most.
For instance, we can’t buy sour cream here, but the recipe is so simple. You mix one cup whipping cream with one tablespoon of white vinegar and in 30 seconds you have sweet, smooth sour cream.
You can make an easy buttermilk (perfect for frying chicken) by putting one tablespoon of white vinegar in a one-cup measuring cup and fill it up the rest of the way with whole milk. Stir it around a few seconds and you have exactly what the recipe calls for.
We can almost always get natural ingredients like local vegetables and fruit and pretty much any kind of noodle or rice. We can get different kinds of meat, although they don’t taste quite like the stuff in America because it’s not been processed the same way and there are no preservatives. 
The spices are a little different… I’m still learning how to use turmeric and masala and star anise. If you want regular old garlic powder or ground mustard, you’ll have to go to the import/export store for that.
The problem is you can never predict what you’ll find at that store which brings in goods from Thailand, Singapore and the sometimes the U.S.
I’ve been needing mustard for weeks now. The last jar I had was pretty much full when I accidentally dropped it and shattered it all over the kitchen floor. I’ve been wanting to make a replica of Outback’s honey-mustard sauce for homemade chicken tenders. It’s hard to make when you can’t get the main ingredient.
Some things we can get pretty regularly, but they’re very expensive. A small package of Hershey’s cocoa powder will cost upwards of $12.00.
Still we’ve learned to make do, and it’s been fun trying out new recipes and experiencing new foods.

With Thanksgiving knocking on our door, I thought it might be nice to visit the idea of cooking in an underdeveloped country.
Thanksgiving has, over the last ten years or so, become one of my favorite holidays. Oh, Christmas is great, but it can be so busy and hectic. Honestly, I’m having a hard time recalling all the other American holidays because they’re not celebrated where we are. But Thanksgiving has always been the one holiday that is purely about family and friends and great food. I think that’s also why it’s been the holiday that is most difficult for me, living so far away. Christmas is the busiest time of year for folks in our line of work. We have so many opportunities for sharing during the season of Christ’s birth. But Thanksgiving has been the day where I just sit and mope and miss my family back in the States.
That’s why a couple years ago we started the tradition of going on our visa run to Kuala Lumpur over Thanksgiving. It keeps us busy and we get to eat at Chili’s Restaurant (they’re only found in Malaysia in this part of the world.)
But because we’re coming back to America in a few weeks (five to be precise), we won’t be taking another visa run this year. However, as it happens, this year we are invited to a big Thanksgiving shindig with some other expat friends who live in our city. This is going to be a big party with about 50 people all gathered at one house. We’re going to have a friendly, flag-football game followed by what’s sure to be some amazing food, but best of all lots of fellowship and fun. I’m really looking forward to it!
I’m signed up for a few of the requisite dishes including the ever-faithful green bean casserole. So here we go… I can get fresh green beans here (not canned.) Main ingredient, check. Sometimes I can even find the cans of Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom soup, so a few weeks ago when I discovered some at the import/export store, I stocked up. Main ingredient number two, check. The problem comes in the dried onions to go on top. It’s just not a green bean casserole without those onions. I had been searching recipes online on how to make those from scratch when I found out a friend was coming in from Thailand. Unfortunately, even in Thailand they can’t get the dried onions, but that friend has a team coming to visit from America before she comes here. So those volunteers (who happen to be from Alabama) are bringing in a couple cans of dried onions to Thailand, and then my friend will bring them with her from Thailand to Myanmar when she comes. Talk about going to great lengths for a Thanksgiving dish.
I’m also in charge of the pumpkin pie. Pie crust from scratch? No doubt. No pre-made here. I did, however, buy a couple cans of pumpkin puree when we were in Malaysia this past September. So that recipe is good to go.
My problem is found in my all-time favorite Thanksgiving dish… deviled eggs. I can’t find mustard! How do you make deviled eggs without mustard? Oh I’m sure there’s a way. I can probably make mustard using the little bit of ground mustard I have stored in my pantry. Maybe that should be the next core ingredient I tackle learning how to make.

I’ve heard people say that when you move overseas, you have to find your “handle.” It’s what you hold on to, to help you keep your sanity when the challenges become overwhelming. For me, that handle has been cooking.
When the power doesn’t work or when I can’t speak the language as proficiently as I’d like; when I can’t remember simple algebraic expressions to teach my home-schooled high-schooler or when I can’t figure out the rules for driving like the locals, cooking is the one thing that I know will work.
You add a smidge of one ingredient to a smidge of a few others, and voila! You’ve created something wonderful.
Oh sometimes there are mishaps. I’ve been working on some Indian dishes – I can’t seem to get them quite right. More often than not the power goes out right in the middle of baking something in my electric oven. But on the whole, it’s been a really rewarding and educational pursuit.
Before we came here, I had to have a map to find the kitchen in my house. Now, it’s the part of the house where you’ll find me most often.

I do have so much to be thankful for during this season of Thanksgiving: American holidays celebrated with friends, a family that’s always willing to try the crazy recipes I come up with, and the opportunity to experience it all from this part of the world.
I am truly blessed.

Now if I could just find some mustard, I’d be even more thankful! J



Mia is such a big helper and quite a good cook herself!

Local favorite noodle dish

Cashew chicken, at least once every couple weeks my family demands this.


I think I've just about mastered the panna cotta. This one was with an orange jelly. 

This one we served with caramel. Yum!

Homemade Reese's cups

Happy family...