Wednesday, October 7, 2015 -- Month #7 - Week #34 - Day #233 - Santa Cruz de Yojoa

Today the mother of Esperanza died in the afternoon, so that was sad news. She was 92 years old and got sick, so we're comforted that she's not hurting from a body that didn't work well anymore.

We went and worked in Las Flores again, and dropped some people that weren't progressing. We're getting really good at dropping people, as it's a weekly occurrence now.

But, to brighten things up, Hna Escobar and I made mole! (MOH-leh)  It's a food made all the time in Guatemala, and I love it. You slice up some ripe plantains and sauté them until all golden and soft. Meanwhile, you add water to the mole mix and put it on simmer. When everything's all hot and ready, pop the plantains into the mix, and serve! You can also make your own mole sauce from chocolate, chili powder, tomato, spices, cinnamon, salt, sesame seeds (I think), sugar, pumpkin seeds...makes a savory, chocolately, slightly spicy sauce over the sweet plantains and I think it's delicious.

Also, random fact from Honduras: we keep engines running while filling up at gas stations! So I'm kinda always praying that nothing bad happens when the bus decides that it needs a refill. Basically everything that is a law or guideline in the States is ignored here. I'm quite serious. Most daily activities/practices here are in some way illegal in my country. Not that they're necessarily bad, just prohibited. And somehow we all survive. Interesting, huh?

We saw a duck as we were walking to an appointment!