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Tuesday, April 14th, 2009

by Rachael
Orkhon, Mongolia

Food here is about nourishing the body, giving nutrients to stop you from being blown over in a gale….there’s lots of meat and fat, lots of rice and potatoes and flour in the form of bread or pasta or dumplings, and bucketloads of fresh milk and yoghurt.

Just take a look at a sampling from our week’s menu:

Breakfast

  • toast and sausage, fried egg and cucumber
  • rice porridge, steaming hot (OUR FAVOURITE)
  • toast with Mongolian “jam”
    (a mixture of sour milk, flour, oil and raisins fried together) crumbly, not jammy

Lunch

  • Hearty meat and vegetable soup – with dumplings or noodles or steamed
    dumpling-ish rolls
  • “Artz” – sour milk rice soup thickened with flour and seasoned with raisins
  • “Glass noodles”. Mongolia’s version of Asia’s fried noodles. This version is thicker and has chunks of chewy meat and potatoes for bulk, as well as the carrots, onions and peppers.

Dinner

  • Meat dumplings with fresh crunchy salad, yoghurt for dessert
  • “Horsehoes” (a bit like a mini cornish pastie) and coleslaw
    Hot garlic milk before bed
  • Pasta with meat, tomato and vegetable sauce
  • Homemade tortilla cut into strips to resemble noodles, then fried with cabbage

And the one dish everyone ate, but no-one particularly enjoyed….here’s the recipe so you can try it at home <wink>

Fry lamb’s tail in oil
Add flour and rice, mix in well
Add black tea and boil until the rice is cooked
Add copious quantities of freshly-acquired cow-juice (aka milk) and heat through
ENJOY!

And when something goes wrong healthwise, their first thought is not to reach for the medicine cabinet, but to tailor the diet….if you’ve got a cold you need to drink chopped up onions boiled in beer, a dry cough calls for honey in milk, and if you want to sleep well, boil some garlic in your evening milk (truly it worked AND cleared the sinuses too). If you’re vomitting or have the trots, make sure you tie a sash tightly around your middle (judging by Mongolian dress this must be a common problem).

“There Won’t Be A Cake Here, Will There?”

Monday, April 13th, 2009

by the Mama
Orkhon, Mongolia

Birthday Breakfast
Under the orange-painted rafters you awoke, the glow form the firebox casting colour on your cheeks. Five years old in Mongolia.

Fortuitously for you, yesterday there had been cause for a contingent to make a trip to Dharkan, where a cake had been purchased, and it was produced by a beaming Martin and long-suffering Minja at BREAKFAST-time.

Birthday Bath
Being such an auspicious occasion we made use of a tin bath spied behind a shed. While the fire was heating up, we pumped bore water across the corral. This was then heated basinful by basinful until there was enough for Birthday Girl and Co to enjoy their one-and-only bath in over two weeks. The effort involved could be reason why it takes such an occasion to bother!

Birthday Bash
But there was yet another treat in store. Dinner by candlelight. And not because it was your birthday! A storm blew up and took the powerlines down *somewhere*, leaving us in darkness, complete darkness. (Side track: the night is black here, truly black, the stars shining down seem so far away, deep in the darkness).


our two gers

Tomorrow everyone would be saying, “Oh that wasn’t really a storm,” but at the time they were racing around tying down gers, pulling protective covers across the roofs, and in the case of our “big ger” (the one with five beds as opposed to the one that houses three beds), hanging a jar of water from the ceiling rafters. Why? Water is heavier than wind and so that 700ml was going to ground our ger no matter what size gale blew.
“Unscientific!” you say?
“Superstitious!” you chide?

But you know what? It worked! <wink> Our relatively new (only three years old) ger did not blow away. Mind you, neither did the small one, even without a pickled chilli jar of water to stabilise it. But then, I guess that ger has seen many a strong wind in its over-sixty year lifespan. Having been built for our hostess’s grandmother by her father when she got married, there was no concern expressed that it might not survive a little sand-and-sleet flurry. 
So with dreams of “maybe some snow in the morning”, your fifth birthday drew to a close, once again the fire roaring, with you snuggled under the covers, listening to the straps flap against the side of the tent.

*spring*

Sunday, April 12th, 2009
by Rach Orkhon, Mongolia Spring is supposed to be a time of new life. Here it seems that rather than filling the people with expectancy and anticipation, everyone is heaving a sigh of relief that they survived another winter. And because ... [Continue reading this entry]

authentic anak

Saturday, April 11th, 2009
by Rach Orkhon, Mongolia I was a teeny bit apprehensive about signing up for time at Anak Ranch. It might be a real working farm, but it also has a snazzy website and is supposedly set up to cater to ... [Continue reading this entry]

home on the range

Friday, April 10th, 2009

by Rachael Orkhon, Mongolia (don’t even look for it on a map! Darkhan is the closest town you’ll find) First day on the ranch (Anak Ranch, that is) and we’re in for another sensory overload, this time of a ... [Continue reading this entry]

*inhospitable*

Wednesday, April 8th, 2009
by both of us Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia Certainly this is a hard country to live in; from winter to summer there are wild extremes in temperature (in the region of 80-100 degrees C), hard winters kill off most vegetation, the dry spring ... [Continue reading this entry]

transitions

Tuesday, April 7th, 2009
by Rob Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia Cultural differences are sometimes easy to pick and identify, and at other times you are struck at just how similar we all are across the world despite these differences. To me, Cambodia and Vietnam were strikingly different, ... [Continue reading this entry]

GER: Global Education Received

Friday, April 3rd, 2009
by a very grateful Rachael Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia 60% of the city’s population is without running water…is this Africa? Nope, too cold for that. Are we in a refugee camp? No, although we are living in a tent. Is this a medieval ... [Continue reading this entry]

north south east and west

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009
by the Mama, who listens keenly all night on the overnight train from Xi’an to Beijing, China At a crossroads. That’s what it feels like. We’re onto our last China leg, the ninth stop in seven weeks. We’re leaving Xi’an, the easternmost ... [Continue reading this entry]

Chinese takeaways

Saturday, March 21st, 2009
By Rach, who is trying to make sure everyone eats enough veges Xi-an, China At home to eat Chinese (unless you cook it yourself) usually means chow mein or chop suey with a choice of black bean beef, chilli lemon chicken ... [Continue reading this entry]