PSA

Apparently Pandora still doesn't work outside the US, Australia, and New Zealand (I wasn't really holding my breath on this one).  But some friends recently clued us in: Jango works exactly the same way!  And it works here!  When we tire of our iTunes collection, we no longer have to rely on YouTube mixes, which range from monotonous to inexplicable.  Did you know that if you type in Sinead O'Connor (don't judge my musical tastes based on this example; Little Guy is a blank slate for musical interests so we listen to everything I can think of and tolerate) and then click on the mix, you wind up with a playlist that includes a) only one Sinead O'Connor song that isn't blocked for licensing reasons (probably because it's House of the Rising Sun, so not actually her song) and b) the likes of Bryan Adams (yes, with video clips of Robin Hood Prince of Thieves), Aerosmith (yes, with video clips of Armageddon), the final dance from Dirty Dancing, and (wait for it!) Eminem's Love The Way You Lie?

Food Stories

1) I've mentioned before that produce is very affordable here.  Just wanted to show you what that looks like.  We spent less than $7 total on all of the peppers, lemons, and avocados shown below:

2) Little Guy eats a lot of oats.  Recently, I've also started cooking some semolina (smeed in Arabic, which is always fun to say) for him.  We usually add fruit to his cereals, but today I mixed in dehydrated peas.  Sound delicious?  Wait, it gets better.  I call this, cleverly, Pea Smeed.  It looks a little like pistachio pudding (are you hungry yet?).

I was snacking while I fed him Pea Smeed; Cheerios and peanut butter for me (you know, also legume and grain, but so much tastier).  Why don't I eat Cheerios with milk like a normal person?  Simple: a) there is no milk in our house and b) peanut butter is good.

Which brings me to another story.

3) I love peanut butter.  I have consumed it in unreasonable quantities since I was very small.  I typically prefer natural peanut butter, but that's impossible to find here, and I don't have a blender or food processor to make it myself.  For the first couple of weeks after we arrived, I scoured the peanut butter shelf every time we went to the supermarket and, ultimately, turned up my nose at the lots-of-sugar-added options.  But then I got desperate; I had to pick something.  Like everything else (except produce, obviously!), peanut butter is expensive, BUT our supermarket sold small-ish jars of Luna brand peanut butter (from Saudi Arabia) for about $2.  I tried it and, in spite of the sugar, it tasted good.  So all was well for about 10 days, and I ate a lot of peanut noodles for lunch.

Then I bought the last jar of Luna peanut butter off the shelf at our store.  No problem, I figured, they've sold out (to me!), but they'll restock soon, certainly before I finish off this jar.  So I checked back.  Again.  And again.  Nothing.  I started making special trips to other supermarkets in our area.  Ethan popped into every market that he passed coming home each day.  No sign of Luna peanut butter.  Even the super-big branch of the market we use had no Luna.

Reality sank in: I ate the last jar of Luna peanut butter ever made.

Finally, desperate again (this IS peanut butter we're talking about), I surveyed my remaining options (Peter Pan, Kroger, American Garden, Magic Time...there are plenty to choose from, but they're all basically the same) and bought one.  It cost more than double what Luna did.  But it had to be done.

Catching Up

Today's upload of photos from our camera tells me that I'm behind on a couple of things.

First, Mother's Day, March 21!  "Little Guy" bought me a rose bush with this lovely yellow bloom:

He also got me some delectable snacks from Crumbs.  The super highlight was the Black Forest Cake.

(no, the pasta wasn't from Crumbs; it was just part of the whole delicious dinner enjoyed with E's company AFTER Little Guy went to bed)

Next, Little Guy can get up on all fours, can sit up on his own, and has his first tooth.

(how is he UNDER this pillow?)

A friend hosted a wonderful Easter brunch over the weekend, with outstanding coffee cake, carrot cake, frittata, roasted vegetables, mimosas w/ fresh-squeezed orange juice, strawberry salad, and more.  This picture (as usual) doesn't do it justice.

And finally, yesterday there was this:

It's not necessarily obvious what this is, so I'll help you out.  This picture was taken through our kitchen window (there are bars outside the window) and features the empty lot next to our house which, at the time, was being visited by our neighborhood's herd of goats.  We see this herd around from time to time while we're out walking, but I've never seen it stop to graze at this spot before.  However, this slope has both long grass and assorted debris - a goat's paradise.  This might make you assume that we live in a rural area.  Nope.  We definitely don't live downtown; we're in a more residential area, essentially a suburb of Ramallah.  But you can tell from this picture that we aren't in the middle of nowhere.  On the contrary, the goats are in the middle of everything: