Apple juice
One bright morning during our stay in Inahuaya, John and I were up early, searching for breakfast, as hungry children do. We divided in our conquest. I wandered down a street that bordered the square, looking for bread.
I ran into a fruit juice lady, with her table arranged right there on the path. Various blender parts and pitchers of juice littered the table top. Yum. I like fruit juice.
"What flavors are there?" I asked.
She beamed.
"I have surtido, and manzana," she said. Manzana is apple.
"Surtido?"
"It's a mix of fruit," she answered, "Papaya, camu camu, platano, and mango. It also has egg and milk."
I remembered that raw egg is often blended into juices here as a remedy. Gross. Apple sounded much safer.
"I'll take apple, por favor," I said
She filled a tall and heavy glass and I stood there, drinking slowly. The juice was so-so. It was kind of thick. Finally, I finished, and handed the glass back to her.
I stood and chatted with her for a few minutes. She refilled the apple drink into the blender I had just drank from. She poured in a few cupfuls of opaque brown river water, sugar, three raw eggs, and a scoop of thick cooked apple pulp. She turned on the blender.
I hope she didn't see me grimace.
If the eggs weren't bad enough, that river water might as well be sewer water. There are no sanitation systems here, and everyone dumps their trash in as well.
I walked away thinking, I hope I don't die.
I ran into a fruit juice lady, with her table arranged right there on the path. Various blender parts and pitchers of juice littered the table top. Yum. I like fruit juice.
"What flavors are there?" I asked.
She beamed.
"I have surtido, and manzana," she said. Manzana is apple.
"Surtido?"
"It's a mix of fruit," she answered, "Papaya, camu camu, platano, and mango. It also has egg and milk."
I remembered that raw egg is often blended into juices here as a remedy. Gross. Apple sounded much safer.
"I'll take apple, por favor," I said
She filled a tall and heavy glass and I stood there, drinking slowly. The juice was so-so. It was kind of thick. Finally, I finished, and handed the glass back to her.
I stood and chatted with her for a few minutes. She refilled the apple drink into the blender I had just drank from. She poured in a few cupfuls of opaque brown river water, sugar, three raw eggs, and a scoop of thick cooked apple pulp. She turned on the blender.
I hope she didn't see me grimace.
If the eggs weren't bad enough, that river water might as well be sewer water. There are no sanitation systems here, and everyone dumps their trash in as well.
I walked away thinking, I hope I don't die.
posted by Ansley at 11:56 AM
3 Comments:
Yikes!! I would have forced that stuff out of me any way I could (I will not disguss the different ways of doing so). Did you know that 1 egg has enough cholesterol for a whole day. But you had 3 eggs! Even more scary is the brown water. Your building yourself a good immunity.
poor Ansley... no wonder illness is a frequent guest.
nonsense, I drank the surtido variety at another stand, and have never felt healthier. A little good river water and raw egg puree never fails to invigorate.
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