Not to give anyone the wrong impression about Albanian cuisine but out in our small isolated Thane, there are few eating options. Actually none so we go to neighboring Cerrick, where you can get great lunch for little lek. The menu; however, does not alternate from salad, bread, cheese, choice of boiled or fried egg, and if you want to get really fancy, a half of a small size chicken. So in week 7 we’ve started to dream of home. I know my mother will be upset that I didn’t mention her arroz con gandules, or pollo en fricase, or even a nice mofongo. Mami, fue solo en el momento y pienso en ti y tu cocina todo el tiempo. Beso grande.
Here are the results of that conversation: