Corndogs + Avocados

Correcting papers makes me want to vomit. Maybe I could hire someone else to do that. I LOVE the teaching part, but man…

So instead of correcting anything else I think I’ll post a couple more pictures from El Salvador. Yippee!

Here we are standing in the back of a pick-up truck on our way down the hill from a rural community called Plan del Amate. The fine fellow in uniform was one of two armed gentlemen who comprised our police escort. He stood on the bumper and simply hung on. We made jokes about the breaks going out all the way down. Ha ha heh heh heh, oh dear.

This is a cashew still attached to the fruit it grows on. The fruit grows on a branch of a tree and the cashew nut hangs upside-down from the dangling fruit. They call it “mara?on,” and the fruit is yuuuuummy. You’ll find juice and ice cream made from mara?on. Now, I say “yummy,” but many gringos have said “wierd.” The flavor is tropical and tasty, but after chewing for a few seconds it feels like you’ve just eaten some deodorant. I don’t know how else to explain it. It’s just a wierd dry sensation in the mouth.

These kids are roasting some mara?ones over an open fire. Just the nuts. Their mom had me try one. Oh there’s nothing like a cashew right off the tree and cooked.