The Spanish Indians


It is Thursday, around 2pm. It has been about 2.5 hrs cruising, enjoying the view of the sharp walls and overhung rock faces with water streams free-falling 100s of meters to sea level. Now we are nearing the town of Sogndal, I go into the kitchen to start preparing the fish soup. Should be easy, just dumping the contents of some frozen bags into a pot and let it heat up, mix some milk in, no problem.
But the problem comes in the form of Mads who rushes into the kitchen with a frantic look on his face. He grimaces:
“We have a bit of a… problem… eh… these Spanish are actually not Spanish but Indians and they are süper vegetarians. They don’t even eat fish, eggs, nothing!” At this point I actually half laugh-smile, thinking to myself – this is what I’m good at 🙂 I used to eat completely vegan minus fish for a year.
“Don’t worry,” I grin, “I know how to make food like that. Let’s go out to the village and buy some peas, tomato sauce, frozen veggies, rice…?”
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And so it goes – we get a bunch of random ingredients as I quickly go over in my head what can be made in under 1 hour for these strict-diet Indian women. The lunch ended up being rice with a pea-bean-tomato saucy stew with cooked vegetable medley in a sweet and sour sauce. For some appetizers, we cut melon, bananas, apples, and pears. I had much fun with it, the boat-mate Mathias helping me with it. In the end, the most satisfying thing was that everyone loved the food, I saved someone’s ass, thus being called the “hero” of the day. As a result, my meal was for free as well as unlimited glasses of wine and shrimps in the evening.

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