If you know me well you know that my stomach is far from iron clad, so I was expecting the worst when coming to a third world country. However, I have been pleasantly surprised but how my stomach is faring. The basic diet of a Honduran is carbs, with a side of starch, something fried, and of course tortillas. I think the most common condiment on my food is grease. yumm.
So far I have complied the top 10 Honduran food enemies (yet again please excuse spelling mistakes)-
1. Chincaron- better known to the average american as pork rinds, however these are thicker and harder than the version we have in the US.
2. Mondungo- soup made with cow intestines... enough said
3. Oasmeal aka Oatmeal- aka sugary milk soup with a few oats sunk in the bottom. Oh yeah and it is the most intense whole milk ever.
4. Espegetti- This Italian favorite has come to Honduras and turned into a ketchup and sugar concotion that is horribly unpleasant.
5. Mantiquilla- Or their version of butter, which comes in a bag and is more like lard and sour cream mixed. They consider it a dairy product and thus see it fit to top EVERYTHING with it.
6. Tropical Soda Banana flavor- Imagine an orange bubblegum, sugar flavored soda. Awful.
7. Fried Bologna- In sandwiches, on tortillas, mixed with eggs, or plain. I. CANNOT. STAND. THIS. PROCESSED. MEAT.
8. Liver- When you bite into a meat and it tastes like chalk you know something is wrong.
9. Coffee with more sugar than coffee- I still drink it but I die a little bit inside everytime I do.
10. Being duped into thinking ketchup is salsa- everytime I hear that something is covered with salsa I forget where I am and get up set when my tacos come covered in ketchup. (Note- chismole is what the Hondurans call our salsa)
Of course there are other offenders but none that manage to make it onto my plate as frequently as the ones above. I will make sure to update you once I have made new food enemies.
PS- there is also a TON of Honduran food that I love, and so far my host mom's have kept me from being sick. Fingers crossed I continue to stay in the clear.
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