Everyone handles culture shock just a little differently. We've heard some hilarious stories from ex-pats reaching a peak in cultural adaptation. People jumping from moving rickshaws over hiked fares, pushing aggressive salesmen to the ground, shouting at locals, sticking their tongues out at photographers (ah-hem, I won't name names on that one, huh:). It definitely doesn't put you on your best behavior.
One of the things "experts" suggest in coping with cultural adaptation is finding a hobby within your new context that you enjoy. I would never have called cooking a hobby prior to our move to asia. But foreign countries do strange things to you. It is becoming a variant form of crafting for me here.
This week has been a hard one culturally. Consequently, my cooking endeavor was a little more extreme than usual. Cheesecake.
I drained 4 containers of Dahi through Silas's (clean) muslin burp cloth to make enough cream cheese. That's dedication, folks. I absolutely destroyed my kitchen in the process.
Never mind that I most definitely do not have a springform pan here. It worked without one.
Add a little mango puree on top, a homemade almond crust on the bottom, and it is sure to make even the worst culture shock look a little better. For the recipe, click here.
We're calling it a successful day around here!