Expat life in Kenya

One night my mate came home bearing a gigantic blood sausage, a gift from a Kikuyu farmer concerned about my failure to get pregnant . . .

Cooking disasters, anyone? I was once faced with a culinary fiasco of mystifying proportions while living in an African village.

Are we speaking English in Kenya? I was annoyed with the response I received when I offered tea to two rain-drenched African girls. Sheesh!

Cooking Dutch soul food in Kenya proved to be a culinary crisis and I had no idea why.

You wonder about that title, don’t? Well, all will be revealed, so read on: I was introduced to the exotic, spicy flavors of Indian curries not in India, but in …