Every Thursday evening, for the past two months or so, a lady by the name of Gladys comes to the hostel kitchen with her waffle iron and batter and makes fresh waffles for us. She's Ghanaian and isn't a cook by trade, but just likes to make delicious food, apparently. Lucky for me, Maleaha brought me a jug of real maple syrup, in case of emergency.
Gladys also lived in Norway for a few years, so when the Norwegians come, they all start talking in their funny language to each other, which is hilarious (my imitation Norwegian is actually getting pretty good - you should hear it sometime after I've had a few).
4 comments:
Hey Mike,
Do you sound anything like the muppets' Swedish chef?
LOL
Y.M.
Surprisingly, yes!
Nice Blog!
Thanks, stranger!
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