Saturday, March 17, 2012

More Tunisian Treats

by Cindy

Some more goodies from my Tunisian neighbor and her mother.  I gave them some cream cheese brownies in return.

Sweets - the one on the left is chocolate and butter crackers.  Jeff and I think it tastes a bit like graham crackers.  The one on the left tastes like a chocolate swirled pound cake.  Both were really yummy.

I have no idea what this is called and it had everything in it - tuna, eggs, beets, carrots, potatoes, green beans, olives, cheese, peas and I can't remember what else.

Again, no idea what this is called but in America we would call it a spinach quiche with tuna.  It was really good and made for a very filling breakfast.
I love being able to share food with my neighbor and get to experience some real-deal Tunisian food.  I think I'm going to have to start sharing some Tex-Mex foods with her!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Mushy Peas

by Cindy


Every once in awhile we get a craving for fish and chips.  For our American readers who aren't familiar with cuisine "across the pond" in the UK, fish and chips = fried fish and french fries.

Fish and chips often come with mushy peas or Brussels sprouts - neither of which are worth eating.  You can get some great chocolate from Brussels but the sprouts are not so great.

This latest dish of fish and chips came with mushy peas.  Mushy peas are just what you imagine - mushed-up green peas.  Unfortunately, there's nothing extra to keep them from tasting like peas.  We were dining with someone from Texas who thought Jeff had received a side of guacamole with his fish and chips....  Not exactly.


Sunday, March 11, 2012

Church Pot Lucks

by Cindy

Even here in the UAE our church enjoys a good meal.  When we have our baptisms we have potluck dinners, which are great.  But when we have our membership meetings, we have a catered meal.  It will be hard to top this if we ever leave the UAE...



No meal is complete without shwarma!
The dessert table!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Tying the Knot

The following article is taken from our local paper.  It's written by an Emirati who grew up largely in the US and has recently moved back to the UAE.  It's part of a series of articles that he's writing on learning the culture here.  This one is about the process of how Emiratis get engaged and married.  The article in the paper is available at this link.


Weddings vary greatly around the world according to region, culture, religion and family background. Having attended a few in the United States, and stumbled on one in Kashmir, my experience of the ceremony is still developing. But when my brother recently put the wheels of his union in motion, I was set to further my nuptial knowledge through an Emirati experience. The men's side, anyway.

The first steps in this local unification came in the form of a meeting of the female sides of the families. Since mothers know best, the prospective groom's mum - my mother - along with the other women of our family, undertook the ice-breaking journey to the house of his intended. This scouting expedition ensured the women of the families, particularly the mothers, became familiar and gave the women in my family their first glimpse at the bride-to-be.

Once everything was assuredly in order among the females, it was time for the males of the families to gather. Dressed up in our finest and trimmed to a tee, we men followed the same path our women had taken just a short while earlier. Familiarisation again was key, but it was also at this time that the formal request for the lady's hand in marriage was made and details of the essential, predetermined dowry would be ironed out. These discussions would not be held by the future groom, but rather the patriarchal heads of the families. This is, after all, not just a union of two people but a coming together of two families requiring appropriate representation.

Made in the presence of all, the official request, dowry details and replies were communicated briefly at the beginning of the evening with the rest of the visit dedicated to the men getting acquainted. Relations were not hampered in any way by the incredible levels of hospitality given by the hosts, who permitted no lulls between the offering of coffee, tea, fruit, desserts and a local dinner not for the faint-hearted eater.

Having gone smoothly, the first meeting of the men gives way to closer contact for the women. Now they will begin ironing out the details of the bride's hope chest (an elaborate gift box containing the Dh20,000 dowry, jewellery, fabrics, ouds, perfumes and more), of the engagement and wedding rings, of the engagement party, of the milcha (a process in which the marriage is made legal by a religious sheikh), and of the wedding dress and wedding, all to be paid for by the groom and his family. By contrast, the extent of the bride's responsibilities are preparing herself and shopping for a wedding dress. Not too bad a deal on her side.

Once the groom has spent his heart out, the engagement party can take place. The milcha can be held either then or the day before the wedding, and my family opted to have it at the same time as the engagement party. Here, only close family were invited, which in our culture includes a few cousins, uncles, aunts, brothers- and sisters-in-law as well as parents, grandparents, siblings, nieces and nephews.

On this occasion, the men and women of the families were brought together under one roof, but in two separate living rooms, with the sheikh and the children the only ones permitted to travel freely between both.

Dressed in our finest kanduras, we were witness to the legal bond of the bride and groom according to Islamic law. The groom and the head male of the bride's family joined hands while the sheikh, sitting between them, grasped their hands, recited Quran and had the men repeat marital vows. Once the social contract had been signed and witnessed, the news quickly spread to the other living room. Being in earshot, we clearly heard the ululations, the almost deafening, high-pitched celebratory sounds.

For the families, this meant we were now bound together by this union, and in an instant our family numbers mushroomed. For the groom and bride, it signified permission finally to be alone. But the marriage would not and could not be consummated until after the big wedding. This last step in the Emirati marital process, yet to be taken in this instance, is where the new wife and husband are revealed and announced to the extended family and greater community.

Never before having been a witness to the procedures of an Emirati marriage, I am fortunate to be experiencing the process for the first time through a member of my own family. Although the customs of Emirati weddings vary greatly within the different regions and tribes, I now have a better perception of what they entail - and what might be expected of me in the near future.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Advanced Milk Tasting

by Cindy

My dad came to visit recently and he's a big fan of milk.  I thought I would give him a chance to taste all of the different types of milk we have.  I did the same for my brother a few months back but since then, I've found that we have many more options!  See if you can figure any of these out:


Streaky Rashers

by Cindy

Without the aid of a photo or Wikipedia, do you know what streaky rashers are?

Hint: For us, it is something that we love and is hard to come by in our country.

Answer: (British) Bacon!


Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Wedding Bells and San Fran


by Cindy

During our most recent break, Jeff and I traveled back to America for a dear friend’s wedding and a few days in San Fran.  We flew directly from Dubai to San Fran, 16 hours, and then drove on to Yosemite Park.  We were fortunate to spend one night on the way to Yosemite in San Jose to catch up with Bethany, an old friend from Lubbock.  We spent four days in Yosemite and got all four seasons while there – warm, rainy, cold and snowy.  It was great to be in the mountains, to see snow and to sit by a fireplace for a while.

Here are some pics from Yosemite:






Jeff’s parents joined us for our time in San Fran:





Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Taxi Drivers


by Cindy

You never know what you are going to get with our taxi drivers.  Some speak English, some hardly at all.  Some will “chat you up” others not so much.  Last week I got a really chatty driver that proved most entertaining.  He picked me up from our campus and I asked him to take me to a restaurant so I could join Jeff and my family for dinner.  We chatted about anything and everything!!!  

  • He did give me one good piece of information on why it can be hard to get a taxi from our campus. Apparently the campus security guards only let older drivers onto the campus so if a younger taxi driver shows up, they make him wait outside of the campus gates.  Very useful information!
  • He showed me pictures of his 13 grandchildren, pointing out one who he thinks is "too white."
  • He pulled over onto the side of the highway to share some of his sweets with me.  He keeps them under his driver's seat.  It really was a lovely gesture.
We had a couple of extended conversations which were funny and random:

Taxi Driver (TD): My lady, how old are you?
Me: 39
TD: Three-nine is too much. You look 25, max 32 (In other words, no way that I’m older than 32.)
Me: Nope, I was born in one-nine-seven-two, just like the year when you arrived in the UAE.  He had previously explained to me that he arrived in one-nine-seven-two to drive his taxi.  He had been married right before he moved here.  His wife lasted four days here and she didn’t like it so she moved back to India where she’s been ever since.  That’s not uncommon here at all. He then gave me three guesses to guess his age and I tried 60, 62 and 66.  I think he told me he was 76 but I'm really not sure.
TD: What is your name?
Me; Cynthia
TD: Are you married?
Me: Yes
TD: What is his name?
ME: Jeffrey
TD: What is his mother’s name?
Me: Thinking that’s a weird question - Nancy
TD: What is your mother's name?
Me: Libby
...and that was the end of that, no idea why he wanted to know our mother's names...
TD: How old is your man?
Me: 37
TD: How long have you been married?
Me: 11 years
TD: How many children?
Me: None
TD: 11 years and no children? That is a problem. tsk.tsk.tsk.
Me: We don't want kids.
TD: Completely ignoring my comment. What's wrong?  Do you bleed?  How often do you bleed?  This is a problem.
Me: Surely he's not asking what I think he's asking.  What?
TD: Bleed - you know, does your blood come every month, or is it different?  This is a problem.
Me: I'm healthy.
TD: Oh! Jeffrey.  Please give me Jeffrey's phone number and I will call him.  I have a pill for him.  He takes it once a day, not three times a day.  Take it each morning with food but without milk or tea.  After one hour you can have tea and after two hours you can have milk.  Do you understand?  Fix problem.
Me: Yes, after one hour he can have tea and after two hours he can have milk.  Oh my goodness, I'm really having this conversation.
TD: 11 years, tsk.tsk.tsk.  The pill is only 5 AED ($1.50) so no problem.  After one month, your belly will grow.
He again asked me about my bleeding and we repeated this part of the conversation for the remainder of the drive, he wanted to be sure that I understood what it would take to make my belly grow.

When we arrived at my destination, I gave him a generous tip because he was so entertaining.  He was kind enough to tell me I had paid him too much money and tried to give some back.  I figured the least I could do was pay him for giving me blog material!  

Friday, February 10, 2012

Tunisian Sweets

by Cindy

My neighbor and I are quickly developing a pattern - "Friday sweet exchange."  You see, every Friday I bake cookies for Jeff and lately I started sharing some with my neighbor. I text her each week and tell her I'm coming over with a few cookies.  Then later in the week, she texts me back with something from her kitchen.  She's from Tunisia so we get different kinds of desserts (a.k.a. sweets) from her.  Here is a pic of the latest batch:


The ones on the left remind me of Pecan Sandies, especially the texture.  They taste like a sweet shortbread cookie.  The donut looking ones are filled with date paste and the ones with sesame seeds on top are like Fig Newtons but are filled with dates - Date Newtons?  They are all really good.

My neighbor's mother is here for three months since she's about to have her baby.  I'm hoping for some really good, homemade food over the next few months!

Thursday, February 2, 2012

VeggieTales for Muslims

Most of our American readers will have heard about the controversy surrounding the "All-American Muslim" TV program.  You may not, however, have heard of the comic book series, "The 99."  It's about a team of superheroes whose special abilities are based on the 99 names of Allah.

Here's a little explanation - in Islam, there are said to be 99 names of Allah - names like Merciful, Strong, Faithful, Generous, Wise, and so forth.  Each of the characters in the comic series have a power based on one of these 99 names.  The comic book characters never explicitly mention their religion, so the series is promoted as a way to appeal to "universal virtues" of faithfulness, kindness, generosity, etc.

The comic series is now being made into a television series.  You can watch the trailer here - it's about 7 minutes long.  Check it out and see what you think.



Thursday, January 19, 2012

I love this place!

by Cindy

Jeff has posted about our dry cleaning prices before.  We get great prices, they pick up and deliver and when you are not home, they leave it anyway.  They'll just collect their money next time.  They're nice people and everyone still trusts each other.  Have I mentioned before that I love living here?!?!?!







Wednesday, January 18, 2012

It's a Small World

18 January 2012
by Cindy
I said I would update/re-post this blog every time we met someone who knows someone we know or  something of that sort.  So here goes...

When Jeff and I were in Lubbock we would annually host The Traveling Team in our home.  This is a group of post-college young adults who travel around to US college campuses mobilizing students to go abroad.  You can read more about there here.  One of ladies who came through our home years ago has since married, had children and now lives in our city with her family!  We are fortunate to get to have dinner with her family from time to time and catch up.  Who knew that a connection from years ago would come full circle!




December 2011
by Cindy
Even though we live 8,000 miles away from Texas, there never seems to be shortage of people we meet who know someone that we know.  And occasionally, we have a friend in common who is a very good friend of the person we just met.  I've been keeping a running list but I thought I would go ahead and post the list and then each time we someone who knows someone, I will repost.  Meeting all these people certainly makes 8,000 miles seem not too far and helps us to realize that it is a small world after all!
  • Our friend Katie who we know from LateNite in Lubbock went to seminary with our pastor and his wife.  When Katie came to visit us, she walked into our church here and said, "hey, I know them!"
  • A couple in our small group, Dianne and Kent are very close friends with our friends Marcy and Bob, from Lubbock.
  • Our children's pastor is from Snyder, TX.
  • There is a gentleman here from Denver City, TX (!) who we run into quite a bit.
  • Our pastor and his wife went to college with our friend Emily who we know from Irving, TX
  • Our friend Susan, from Lubbock, had a patient at her dental office who is the mother-in-law of a pastor at a church here in Dubai.  We visited the church when we first arrived and the pastor knew our names before we knew his!
  • A fellow church member, Laura, went to school at Lubbock Christian University and was in Lubbock at the same time Jeff and I were there.
  • One of our elders knows our friend Greg at Asbury Seminary.
  • The craziest one of all (to me at least) is our friend Josh.  Josh was here with his friend Todd, who we've known for several years.  It turns out that Josh is the half-brother to my former step-brothers and sisters.  So we're kind-of related.  We didn't figure that one out until after his visit but it is a very small world!
So, if you think about moving away (or your kids or parents tell you they are moving away), don't fret - it is a small world after all.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Bulk Shopping

by Cindy

Jeff just posted about our food prices.  I thought I would also post about our bulk food.  The things you buy in bulk here are different that what you find in bulk in the US.  Here we have all kinds of frying oils and they come in containers that have to be close to two gallons.  We also have rice.  This just amazes me because 1) it reminds me of the animal feed on my uncle's farm and 2) I couldn't eat this much rice in a lifetime, even if I tried.

An entire aisle devoted to rice

How long would it take you to eat this much rice?  It's 40 kg or 88.18 pounds of rice!

Monday, January 9, 2012

Not IF but WHEN

by Cindy

The driving here is nuts, really nuts.  People don't wear their seat belts, they pass on the shoulder and if they think you are going too slow, they flash their headlights at you and that means, "move out of the way."   There are a lot of reasons for all of this and we'll save those for another blog.  But, the driving is crazy enough that Jeff and I always talk about when we get in  wreck not if we get in a wreck.  Sure enough, we got into a wreck.  We are so fortunate that it was a very mild fender bender and no one was hurt.  We are also fortunate that the person who hit us admitted his fault and everything was resolved without incident.  You definitely hear horror stories and wrecks as well as assessing blame.

Not only are Jeff and I thankful that no one was hurt, we are thankful for our very, very safe Volvo which has been fully repaired at this point.








Thursday, January 5, 2012

Bargain Shopping

In case you wonder what types of food we have available - and what we pay - here is a recent graphic from our paper here showing food prices here in the Emirates as well as in the US, the UK, France, and Australia (click here for an article from our newspaper - or click on the picture below to enlarge it).  Prices here in the Emirates are in red, prices from the US are in yellow.  All of the prices here are in UAE dirhams, so you can either mentally divide by 3.67 or you can just look at the percentage difference to get an idea of the prices.  Enjoy.


Monday, January 2, 2012

Mission Impossible 4 - Location, Location, Location

OK - I don't know if you've seen thee new Mission Impossible movie.  Whether you have or not, we thought we'd take a few moments to blog about the real star of the show - DUBAI.  What did we think about how our city was portrayed in the movie?
  1. Sand Storms - They're worse in Lubbock, TX than in Dubai.  Seriously.  Let's consider some evidence...  Where is the only place I've ever seen the streetlights come on during the middle of the day because of dust?  Lubbock.  Where is the only place that I've lived and had little piles of dirt in my window sills after the dust blows?  Lubbock.  Where is the only place I've ever tasted the grit of dirt in my teeth during a dust storm?  Lubbock.  OK - final question - a 'haboob' - the Arabic word for 'intense dust storm' - in the Wikipedia entry for this term, where was the picture taken that illustrates this type of storm?  Lubbock.  I rest my case.  [special shout-out to my panhandle friends from Spearman, TX for having a picture on the 'haboob' entry, too].
  2. Cityscape - The city is bigger than it appeared in the movie.  Mission Impossible 4 made it look like we only have one tall building.  Not true.  In addition to the 2,723 foot-Burj Khalifa (almost twice as tall as the Empire State Building), we have 17 other buildings over 1,000 feet - more than any other city in the world.  And for those of you forward-thinkers who like your measurements in meters, Dubai has 63 buildings over 200 meters  - again, more than any other city in the world.
  3. Development - The city is more developed than it appears to be in the movie.  There are no camels on the streets [I won't tell you which one of my family members I had to set straight on that - I'm embarrassed that this individual asked me where we tied up all the camels].  There is no market with dirt roads within walking distance of the Burj Khalifa.  We do, however, have the biggest mall in the world right next door...
Tom Cruise on the Burj Khalifa
And one more interesting tidbit for you - the Indian billionaire in the movie who is supposedly hosting a party at his mansion in Mumbai?  Well, that was actually the Jumeirah Zabeel Saray - a hotel in, you guessed it, Dubai.  It's on the Palm Islands, actually.

Needless to say, people here were way excited about the movie.  In the theatre, when Tom Cruise told his team that they were headed to Dubai, everyone cheered.  We hear from friends that on opening night, people cheered EVERY TIME Dubai was mentioned.  It's a great city. 

Ring us up the next time you're passing through - we'd love to show you around.


Monday, December 26, 2011

Kitsch Kristmas

Cindy and I had a great Christmas this year.  We spent Christmas Eve with some friends from campus - at church and then at their place for a wonderful Christmas Eve dinner.  On Christmas Day, we opened presents, had a friend over for breakfast, and then headed off to Christmas Dinner.  So far, so good...

Then, for Christmas dinner, we drove out to the city of Hatta - a little over an hour away into the mountains.  We didn't know it yet, but somewhere on that drive we crossed over into the Twilight Zone.  We had a great time with about a dozen friends from campus, but I have to admit that it was a little like celebrating Christmas in a parallel universe.  First of all, the decorations were very Christmas-y and there were a lot of "Merry Christmas" wishes exchanged, but our mountain lodge dinner setting was still in the desert.  Hmmm.  That's odd... 

Then, when Santa came in, he wore the red suit that you would expect, but his coloring gave me the impression that he arrived on a camel from Oman or Yemen, not on a sleigh from the North Pole.  His helpers (carrying bags of gifts) were definitely in Yemeni tribal dress.  They all seemed excited to play the part.  I should have asked them how "elf" translates into Arabic.

The hotel had a choir to lead everyone in a sing-along!  So we sang maybe four traditional carols - led by the Philippino and Pakistani kitchen help and waitstaff.  Great voices, but...wow.

After Santa and the singing, a magician came in to perform for the kids - typical card tricks and sleight-of-had stuff.  And of course he gave out gifts after his tricks.  Did I mention that the magician was a Malaysian Elvis impersonator?

I can't tell you how many times Cindy and I looked at each other and said, "Where ARE we?"

Merry Christmas!
 
Jeff and our colleague Earl helping out the Malaysian Elvis.


The Yemeni Santa - and his helpers to deliver toys to the children.



Kitsch Kristmas Karols



Thursday, December 22, 2011

Winter

Here's a short video (just over 4 minutes) from a local guy who wanted to document the cityscapes and landscapes of the United Arab Emirates. We like it and think it does a great job of capturing how beautiful it can be here - especially during the winter.  We hope you enjoy it.

Emirates Winter from Lewis De Mesa on Vimeo.


Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Dates

by Cindy

Just about the only indigenous plant life in the UAE is the date palm tree.  Dates are to the UAE what chips and salsa are to Texas.  They are everywhere.  We eat them straight off the tree, we serve them to guests when they come into our home, we munch on them when we have a craving for something sweet.  We dip them in chocolate, stuff them with nuts and now...put them in chicken.  Jeff found a great recipe in the paper this week and (rather than suggesting I make it) he made it for dinner while I was out for a run one evening.  Major points for Dr. Baker!

We thought we would pass along the recipe to give you a 'taste' of life in the UAE.



Chicken stuffed with dates
Serves 2

3 tbsp olive oil
1 garlic clove, peeled and finely chopped
1/8 white onion, peeled and finely chopped
1 tsp cumin seeds
8 large dates, pitted and chopped
2 skinless chicken breasts
2 oz. cream cheese
small bunch parsley, leaves picked and chopped (or 1/2 tsp dried parsley)
1/8 cup flaked almonds
salt and black pepper


Heat one tablespoon olive oil in a frying pan over a medium-low heat. Add the garlic and onion and cook for eight to 10 minutes, until softened and light golden brown.

Increase the heat slightly and add the cumin seeds, followed a minute later by the dates. Stir well, season with salt and black pepper and cook for a further three to four minutes. Remove the pan from the heat, tip the mixture into a bowl and leave to cool.

Using a sharp knife, slice into the side of each chicken breast, to form a pocket.

Beat the cream cheese, parsley and flaked almonds into the cooled date mixture, taste to check the seasoning and spoon into each pocket.

Heat two tablespoons of oil in a frying pan over a medium-high heat. Add the chicken breasts and cook for three minutes on each side, then reduce the heat and continue to cook for a further seven to eight minutes, or until the chicken is completely cooked through.

Remove from the pan and serve with your chosen accompaniments – wild rice works well.

Enjoy!

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Happy 40th Birthday to the UAE

by Cindy

We just celebrated the UAE's 40th birthday on December 2nd.  It's hard to believe that the country is only 40 years old but it's true.  I was telling a friend this morning that it serves as a reminder to me that while things are not perfect here, they have come a long way in 40 years.  After all, they only got electricity in the 1960's!

One thing very common here is for the government to do things for the people during / on a holiday.  So Ramadan, Eid and National Day (among others) often are met with big announcements that are intended to bestow blessings on the UAE people.  This year for National day, there were three big announcements:

1) All government workers will get a 35-45% pay raise.  This is after a 70% raise in 2007 and another 70% raise in 2009.  On the surface, this seems like a good thing - who doesn't want a raise, right?  However, one of the issues we have here is that there is already a great disparity between the pay of government jobs and private sector jobs - with government jobs being extremely high-paid.  One of the implications of this is that very few Emiratis want to work in the (relatively low-paid) private sector.  This is a cause of concern for the government (which therefore must employ a huge percentage of the Emirati population).  This is a big issue that the government here will have to wrestle with for some time.

2) The Abu Dhabi government allotted 2,500 plots of land for people to build their house.  The government provides land (for free) to all Emiratis to build a home once they get married.  So 2,500 people on the list for land for a house just got their land.

3) All children of Emirati mothers will now be Emirati citizens when they turn 18.  This is a very big deal.  Very big.  Prior to this announcement citizenship was through the father only.  That is, if you had an Emirati father and non-Emirati mother, congratulations, you're an Emirati citizen.  But if you had a non-Emirati father and an Emirati mother, no dice.  You weren't an Emirati citizen - you could only take the citizenship of your father.  This meant that you were losing out on the opportunity to have government jobs (see #1 above), gifts of land (see #2 above), free university education, free healthcare, etc, etc.  So this change was proclaimed by the papers here as an expansion of women's rights and a real blessing for many.

Hopefully that gives you a sample of life here in the UAE and how the government bestows blessings on its people.

Happy National Day!