Anthony would like me to issue a disclaimer for him: he had NOTHING to do with this blog post, did not approve of the photos selected, and wants the world (or at least our little part of it) to know that this is no longer his blog, now that school is over.






A Batwa mother, with a cup of millet porridge.

This photo is from our visit to a Batwa community with Fr. I. It was an amazing day, an opportunity we could only have imagined having, a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Anthony and I are handing out some of the school supplies collected by my niece Anna, at her school in Cincinnati, to children who come to the Saturday morning orphans program here at St. Francis. They learn skills, have some fun, and get a hot meal. **********OK, I'm really messing up this blog and can't get the text where I want it. The photo below this one and on the left is of John sitting in front of the newly painted wall in the nutrition room. The recipes for f-75 and f-100 are painted directly on the wall, with picture instructions. The painting was done by Casey, Diana, John, and two UK students (I don't use non-family names without their permission).

Louie, with a sister-friend, who cooks at a local school and is an herbalist. She is teaching him about local medicinal plants.

Anthony is grilling what we Americans would call "cow corn" or field corn, which is a staple here. It's a taste and texture that really grows on you (and is a real jaw workout!). He likes it cooked over the isiguri.

These birds are the crested cranes, the national bird of Uganda. They are beautiful, noisy, and this pair often feeds in the land just adjacent to our house. In this photo, they are right in front of the house next door to ours, where our fellow American lives.

A doctor friend planned a huge birthday party for his wife, and the whole hospital community became involved with the food preparations. These ladies are peeling carrots and potatoes, sorting rice, chopping,

seasoning, and tending dishes over open fires and isigiris (clay charcoal cookers). It took all day, but the end products were delicious.

Roasting a goat for the party. The gentleman in the middle is the true chef; the others are just enjoying the photo op. He makes a delicious ginger-lemon-garlic marinade and tends the spit carefully.

Preparing an intestine dish for the party.