If any of you have been on a Pioneer Trek you will totally understand the feeling of starving and then getting to the first night’s camp at about 2:00am and you get that hot broth. It’s the best meal you have ever tasted. IT’S SO GOOD! However, if you make that same meal on a regular day it’s nothing like that night and honestly it’s actually, well sick.
Well this post is nothing like that. Maybe a little but it’s the story that came to mind as I tried to think of how to express the feelings we were having as we ate our first meals back in America.
Our very first meal was at FOSTERS GRILL. It’s one of my favorite burger places on a regular basis but when you haven’t had beef in 6 weeks, it ends up being the best burger ever. The atmosphere is also really great. It’s almost like a 70’s diner and sports place. It has the shell of a race car on the ceiling. It’s really cool. Both Keturah and I agree that it’s a place our Uncle Michael would enjoy. French Fries and a Burger you can’t get much better than that for your first meal in the USA.
The next thing we wanted was pizza so for our first dinner in the states we ordered in from Dominos. Pepperoni Pizza, oh my goodness it was absolutely divine. Filled with tons of cheese - Yummy.
Both meals didn’t sit too well with us but they were delicious. It’s so weird to have so much verity in food options. We as Americans take for granted how much food we get and have in the US. In Nepal literally it’s curry and rice; breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We are so VERY blessed.
Jenessa
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