Hooray for the invasion of Thai ingredients in stores around the world! Can you imagine trying to find traditional Scandinavian ingredients in Kenya? Traditional Peruvian ingredients in Hungary? And yet, Thai ingredients were as easy to obtain here in Belgium as they are in Wisconsin. Well, all except the kaffir lime leaves and Singha beer, but I cannot complain.
Elke was our savior today, as she shuttled us to several stores to stock up on supplies to make a Thai feast this evening. We had planned on doing it ourselves with the bus, but 5 heavy bags of food later (including SEVEN! cans of coconut milk), we were grateful we had easier transportation. Kyle and I cooked for nearly 7 hours, but we took our time and had a few breaks with Belgian refreshments. I am ever so grateful for my gas stove at home – I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable cooking with an electric one, but at least nothing burned.
We made soup (coconut milk-red curry-mushroom-shrimp-lemongrass), green chicken curry, and a noodle dish with lots of veggies. For dessert, we had mangoes with sticky rice and coconut milk sauce. We made enough food for a small army and I fear my Belgian family will be eating frozen Thai leftovers for the next half century.
I’m amazed at how at ease Tea is here now. When Chris got home from work today he followed her around the house, chatting and asking her questions. He snuggled in her lap to listen to a CD of Belgian kid’s music and didn’t budge until it was over. Today he thanked Kyle and I for bringing him to Belgium, and he asked Chris if he can come back again. He’s picking up more and more Dutch words, and is now correcting me (accurately) on pronunciations – I never would have imagined it. The adorableness is just oozing off of him. It’s going to be hard to leave.
We will miss you at playgroup tomorrow. Have fun and say hi to everyone for us. We promise to be back next week, and Tea may try to smuggle in a little chocolate for the kids (before noon, L 😉 ).