Armed with mini-notebook, pen, and calculator, I hit the aisles … Only to check out two hours later with only one bag of groceries containing: pasta, oatmeal, eggs, and yogurt (I’m tired of rice).
This is not for lack of food available, but for lack of knowledge about and desire to cook for myself. In each country we have visited so far this year, my team has had hosts prepare our meals for us. Hallelujah! Bless them for serving us in this way and for introducing us to local cuisine! Our food budget is $2 a day per person, and that has been shockingly sufficient. (We use our own personal money whenever we go out to eat and for treats.)
But the prospect of shopping and cooking for myself this month made me groan, and – I’m ashamed to say – whine a little bit. Despite the assurances of my teammates, I feared that I might go hungry while in Hungary.
Want to hear the good news?!
I’m not going hungry! In fact, God has provided in amazing, unexpected little ways!
leftovers of pulled barbeque pork sandwiches and moist chocolate cake (my
other favorites!) from her missionary cousin’s high school graduation party
earlier this week.
