A shrimp for sore eyes

The six hour flight seemed to take no time from Dallas to Barbados. We found Moira and her husband, Bill, at the airport, as soon as we cleared customs. Renting the car was simple, however, driving is another matter. Luckily, the first leg was just a short drive (following Bill) to the Fly Over Bar and Grill, across from the airport. Kim and I shared a plate of fabulous tasting grilled shrimp and dry pea rice (our first culinary adventure). WOW! I'll be packing on the pounds if the food is this good everywhere. We sat on the patio, eating our dinner, whilst swapping stories of driving on the "wrong" side of the road. Barbados is an old British colony, so driving is on the left. That's not bad, except for roundabouts, which I can't even manage in the US. By the end of dinner, Kim had decided to ride back to the house with Bill, but Moira was kind enough to brave it with me. I didn't disappoint. As soon as we got in the car, I started it, and it lurched forward...forgot I was driving a stick.

The roads are narrow and it was dark, but we arrived safely at Ralph and Judy's farm. Moira got us settled in our room and briefly showed us around the place. I'm very excited to use the contraption in the kitchen which looks a little like a hand-cranked meat grinder but smaller. It's for frenching green beans. Oh, the simple joys of life. I can't wait to see what else I can try on the farm in the light of day. For now, though, I'll get caught up on Words with Friends and fall asleep to the sounds of frogs outside.Leggi altro