Well...not me, but someone I love dearly will be spending the next year in Djibouti. No, it won't be for the purpose of traveling and experiencing many different cultures on one continent. No remarkable food experiences. No vineyards with an everlasting supply of fine wine. The Djibouti experience is for a job. An opportunity was there for my husband, Scott, and he took hold and went for it....for work. The weather is brutally hot and the hours are long. Yes, we are grateful for this Djiboutian experience.
Only being two weeks since I took him to spend time with Air France, I can already see how cooking has changed. Scott is my number one fan, my great motivator. He's the reason that I'm excited to try new recipes. I definitely will have to find an outlet for new food experiences. As soon as I get used to tackling my farm by myself, I'm sure there will be plenty of opportunities to spend evenings with friends and family in the best room of any house...the kitchen.
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