\One ex-pat experience explored from two points-of-view\
As someone who – at least in her own house and when left to her own devices – eats the same thing for every meal, I was slightly nervous to hunt down the less than five staples of my diet when moving to Montreal. Thankfully, I’m quick to adapt. BECAUSE I’M ALWAYS STARVING. Breastfeeding for nearly five years, Party of One.
This is what has been sustaining me for the past two months here in Montreal:
After finally giving up the grahams, I’ve been eating seedy/nutty crackers with almond butter everyday for breakfast. They are ridiculously expensive. They are displayed under the lock and key next to the Whole Foods cheesemonger and are supposed to be served with a full-bodied red. I slather mine with nut mud and wash them down with bastardized coffee.
So that’s my breakfast and for lunch I have eaten pretzel crisps and hummus and sometimes cheese for … how old is Farrah Star now? 20 months? 19 months. I’m off the hummus since finding this – feta and roasted red pepper dip. DONE.
So I am surviving! No worries! This is Canada after all*, I wasn’t expecting to Lewis-and-Clark my way through an international cuisine. Can I just say though, and with big ups to the USA, I miss Hershey’s milk chocolate bars. ‘Til Christmas my brown love. I’ll see you at Christmas.
*Yes, I have had poutine. And it was good.
When I told people I was moving to Puerto Rico one of the common questions was, “what’s a typical dish from there?”
= Blank stare from me.
I had no idea. Enter: Mofungo! (you can laugh all you want. It is a funny word) It’s mashed plantains. We found them to be quite dry unless paired with pork, shredded chicken, or (ew) seafood. I think it’s ok. Trevor gave it the good ol’ college try and probably is done with it.
But they also fry up plantains all sorts of other ways.
I found on Pinterest (all hail Pinterest!) a Puerto Rican egg nog of sorts. I made it for my mom. And had quite a bit myself. Totally diet food (yeah right)
Smoothies/frappes are big here. Acai is heavily advertized as an ingredient. mmmm….
Lisa has her Pims. I find the froo-froo drinks at restaurants very therapeutic.