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Getting Ready for a Royal Wedding

You’re a bit confused. Wasn’t the Royal Wedding back in April? (Or July, if we’re referring to the one in Monaco?)  Yes and yes.  But there’s another one taking place about four days from now.  It’s in Bhutan…and I will be in attendance.

Well, hopefully.  I was supposed to fly to Bhutan today, but my flight was cancelled, leaving me in Delhi for the night.  (My plane now theoretically leaves tomorrow morning at 5am.)  Also, by “attendance” I mean watching the related cultural celebrations.  I’m not sure I actually get to see the ceremony and cameras aren’t allowed.  But (pending flight take-off) I will see something!

After a week in Bhutan, I’ll spend a week in Kerala followed by two weeks in Rajasthan.  I’ll be in Jaisalmer for Diwali and in Pushkar for the Annual Camel Fair.  At which I will naturally attempt to buy a camel.  I think we’ve got the space for it at home, I just don’t know how to get it there.  I’m sure I’ll have lots to write about, although I don’t know how much time (and internet access) I will have to write…stay tuned!

(This post is being written after a day of travelling and 2 hours of sleep.  I apologize if there are mistakes or it doesn’t make sense. )

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The British Obsession with Bunting (or how the Royal Wedding improved my vocabulary)

In the weeks leading up to the Royal Wedding, I began to notice some strange expressions in newspapers.  References to getting ready for a “right royal knees-up” became clearer in the context of pubs/clubs throwing them. But what the heck was “bunting”?

“The bunting is up and the champagne on ice as neighbours prepare to celebrate the royal wedding.”

So, it’s something you put up when you drink champagne?

“Co-founder of Ladies in Beef, Minette Batters, believes the Royal Wedding offers a great chance for consumers to get behind the campaign, string up some bunting and enjoy British beef.”

Or when you eat British beef….

“London is getting into the royal wedding spirit with flags and bunting going up throughout the capital.”

Or more likely some sort of decoration associated with flags…(that you put up as you drink champagne and eat beef).

I still wasn’t quite sure, so after seeing the word in the paper for the thirty-seventh time, I finally asked a Brit.  I can’t remember precisely what he said, something along the lines of “those strings of colored (he probably said coloured) triangular pieces of plastic you hang up.”   Oh.  I immediately knew what he was talking about – having seen it at various festivals or events, but I didn’t know there was a word for it, nor do I think Americans are particularly fond of it.

But the British definitely are.  Not only did newspaper articles imply that it was necessary for any celebration of the Royal Wedding, but it was described as a “crisis” when stocks ran low.  And this led to “disruption as shoppers pulled bunting off supermarket displays, with consumers fighting with each other over the product….A Tesco [grocery store chain] spokesman said: “Bunting is in very short supply and is running extremely low in some areas. There is a reasonable amount left in London – a key area for street parties…”

Uh, what are we talking about – supplies of water and food after a natural disaster?  Calm down people.  I’m as excited about the wedding as the next (American) girl in slight awe of all things royal, especially if they involve a Prince/becoming a Princess, but this just seems a bit silly.  Unless, of course, we’re talking about bunting of the Union Jack with Will and Kate pictured in the middle.  Then you’d best get out of my way…

BUNTING! Thanks to R. Chesney

Actually, I have not (yet) purchased any Will and Kate memorabilia.  This is because I haven’t decided if I want the magnet, mug, tea towel, t-shirt, or toilet seat cover.  (Any suggestions for what I should buy to commemorate the fact that I was there for the wedding?)

And by “there” I mean London, not the streets near Westminster Abbey, Buckingham Palace, or even watching the screens in Hyde Park.  I went to a friend’s house for a brunch party/viewing, after which we went to the street party in front of her house.  I would have gone to Hyde Park, but my friends seemed slightly less enthused about sharing the Park (and its Port-a-potties) with 300,000 strangers (not to mention the Tube with 1 million).  And I was excited about going to a street party (apparently they’re as traditional as bunting for such occasions) with locals. Maybe when Harry gets married I’ll come back and go to Hyde Park.  (Unless, of course, I’m joining him at the altar.)

Speaking of which, Ladies – if you’re sad it wasn’t you at the altar, these guys clearly want to be your Prince.

Thanks to R. Chesney

 And he looks a little sad he’s not marrying Kate:

Thanks to R. Chesney

 So you could just pretend to be Kate and Wills yourself:

Thanks to R. Chesney

Although they were nice enough to make an appearance at our party:

Thanks to R. Chesney

 And it was a good day.

Thanks to R. Chesney


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Why Studying Food is Relevant

When I told a neighbor that I was moving to London to study the anthropology of food, she responded, “that sounds like underwater basket-weaving.”  I quickly realized that I did not like her.

I still do not have a succinct answer to everyone’s first question, “what is that?” or a meaningful answer to the follow-up question, “what are you going to do with that?”  However, my lack of ideal answers is not because studying food is underwater basket-weaving.  Rather, the anthropology of food (or at least my course) has a very broad focus, covering among many other topics: state agriculture and food policies; international trade agreements; famine and food security; and biotechnology.  Consequently, there are theoretically any number of jobs I can pursue when I graduate.

In practice, finding a job may prove difficult, (insert comments about recession), but the world is finally focusing on food in a way that it hasn’t before.  Yes, there are lots of celebrity chefs and books/movies about food, like Julie and Julia.  But more importantly, people are paying attention to the numerous issues surrounding food production/consumption and how to fix them.  (But then again I may just be paying attention to an elitist group that wants to take away dessert and fast-food.)

Anyway, as proof of the increasing attention on food and the incredible relevance of its study, I offer the following articles published within the last ten days.

If you read one, make it this piece by Mark Bittman: A Food Manifesto for the Future.  (One comment I have, though, is that it appears to be a manifesto solely for Americans – it does not address how our international trade and food-aid policies affect those in the Global South.  Granted, these policies are linked to domestic farm subsidies, but Bittman seems to call merely for the end to subsidies for “processed” food.)

Other articles:

Government’s Dietary Advice: Eat Less (NYT Business, 1/31)

Protests and the Pump: The Egypt effect may be more pronounced for food than oil (Economist, 2/3)

U.S. Says Farmers May Grow Engineered Sugar Beets (NYT Business, 2/4; Kind of like the USDA’s decision to approve GM alfalfa on January 26th.)

Raw Milk Cheesemakers Fret Over Possible New Rules (NYT Business, 2/4)

Restaurant Nutrition Draws Focus of First Lady (NYT Politics, 2/6)

Draughts, Floods, and Food (NYT Opinion, 2/6)

U.N. Food Agency Issues Warning on China Drought (NYT Business, 2/8)

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Ambition

Yes, I am still alive.  And despite the fact that I have not written an entry in over two months, I do still plan to keep this blog alive.  (Can you smell the New Year’s Resolution?)  There are two main reasons I haven’t been posting as frequently.  First, the combination of grad school and a two-day/week internship was kicking my butt for awhile.  Second, my life in London does not seem as interesting as my life was in Singapore/Asia.

I don’t run into celebrities. I don’t see menus advertising “a pocket of treasures” or people dressed like clams. No one tells me that I “have a lucky forehead.”  No one asks me to marry them. (Link forthcoming.) And unlike Kate Middleton, I won’t be marrying a British Prince this year, so I might have to rethink my thoughts on marrying a Malay prince.  My eating expeditions involve scones and other items less exotic than durians and fish-head curry.  And finally, I can’t go to hell for $1.  (The tube costs at least $3!)

However, I am nevertheless building up signs and stories from life on this side of the pond.  (Not to mention the back-log I still have from travels around SE Asia.)  So, I hereby resolve to start posting more regularly (while not dropping out of grad school or my internship).  Because as a sign from Mustafa Center (Singapore’s 24-hour mall) declares, “You were not made to dig in the dirt with chickens, but to soar the clouds with the wings of an Eagle.”

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You Know You’re Not in Singapore When….

This post is the result of an experience I had at a pub recently.  I walked into the bathroom and was apparently looking down, because the first thing I noticed upon entering the stall was a step.  My immediate thought was, “Darn.  A squat toilet.”  I then looked up, saw the Western toilet, and remembered that I wasn’t in Singapore anymore, Toto.

This is not what London looks like.

 

So, You Know You’re Not in Singapore When…

10. You’re more likely to find someone from the small Polish town you taught English in, than you are to find a squat toilet.  (That being said, I’ve heard a rumor that there are actually some squat toilets at my school, but I haven’t seen any yet.  I did run into someone from Stalowa Wola.)

9. Good cheese is plentiful.

8. You can get to nearby countries quickly by train.

7. You overhear the word “lah” and get excited.

6. You’re cold inside and you can’t blame it on (excessive) air-conditioning.

5. You’re cold outside.

4. The public transportation workers strike.  (On your first day of school.)

3. There are no amazingly bad PSA music videos to watch while waiting for a train. (Like this one or this one.)

2. Your school’s student organization fair includes booths for Communists and Socialists. And Liberal Democrats, Conservatives, etc. 

1. Alcohol is cheap and food is expensive.

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Discovering a New Species (and wine) in Myanmar

I discovered a new species in Myanmar.  And I didn’t even have to go into a jungle and get bitten by malarial mosquitoes.  Instead, I made this exciting discovery at the grocery store (and got bitten by infectious insects at my crappy hostel).

In the refrigerated section, I noticed the following package:

Obviously, chicken person was some sort of amusing mistranslation – although one wonders why the label was translated into English anyway.  My mother solved the first mystery – it should be chicken parson’s nose.  I have never heard this term before, but it apparently refers to the tail end of a chicken.   (It’s also called a Pope’s nose or Sultan’s nose, depending upon whom you want to offend.)  Now I know, although I’m still not certain how one should prepare them.

Perhaps they might pair well with Burmese wine, which I wound up buying in Myanmar, but trying in the Tokyo airport.  (Despite the fact that the bottle was in a sealed duty-free bag and I had taken it through the Kuala Lumpur, Hanoi, Da Nang, and Singapore airports without a problem, Tokyo security would not let it through.  I pleaded to be allowed to try it.  At first, I was refused.  But I persisted, and was finally led out of the security area and left to my own devices.  I tried it after first recording the bottle’s description:

“The decent Muscat aroma in combination with a trace of Hollander and Acacia flowers dominates the overall aroma.  Extract-rich, full-mouth taste reflects the berries at the moment when they were freshly harvested.  The ensuing elegant acid structure gives this wine its full and famous and lasting after-taste.”

It certainly had a lasting after-taste – a pretty horrible one.  Oh well, what was I really expecting from a $3 bottle of Burmese wine?

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Some More Random Snack Foods

In Bali, I spotted milk sodas, which just did not sound appetizing to me.  For some reason, I assumed that they were carbonated, but I now see that it says “cultured milk drink,” not “carbonated milk drink.”  Granted, to me the word “soda” still implies carbonation.  I normally love carbonation – I drink sparkling water like I’m a dehydrated European camel – but I don’t think I would want to drink carbonated, flavored milk.  It sounded too disgusting to try, but now I’m wishing I had, just to know what it was like.

In Thailand, I found French Salad Flavored Chips.  I really loved the packaging – if you look closely there’s an Eiffel Tower on the far right of the package.  I get that the Eiffel Tower is to symbolize the French part of the chips.  I’m just not sure what the smiling Asian guy is supposed to symbolize….

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