Friday, October 17, 2008

Out of propane

Haoua, frying millet pancakes (masa) over a typical cooking fire

I ran out of propane for my little stove, so for a week now I've been cooking over a "fire," which has been entirely enjoyable and amusing, if also frustrating at times. Frankly, the privilege/ease/and also expense of cooking with propane eliminates a significant job that all other women slave over daily, and by not sharing in their labor, I have missed out on a very accessible means of exchange. So, although I have lamented the loss of such a sweat-free cooking apparatus, it has felt right and valuable to spend this week considering things that the other women have to consider all the time: do I have enough wood, is it dry enough, why the heck isn't the fire starting, and how the hell can it not be dry enough in the hottest country on the planet?

1 comment:

Merry said...

And what do you use for matches?!! How simple our lives seem when compared to those who have to worry about such things as dry wood. What would they think of just turning a knob to get a fire? Life will never be the same for you after this experience. I love you and wish you joy on this birthday week.
Aunt Merry