The Dance of the Fish

In America, my guilty pleasure is reality chef competitions. I could spend hours watching the mastery in these televised kitchens, imagining the way the food tastes, taking notes of things I wanted to personally try and always ending each episode wishing I was a member in the audience.

I see I was dreaming and wishing far too small.

Ashley Palmer Watts, executive chef of London’s renown restaurant “Dinner”, was coming to Kenya and not just Kenya but MY AREA. WHY? To learn about organic fish farming in Kenya. And who is the master of fish farming? ME! Well I’m not I just got caught up in the emotional build up but I’m supervised and partnered with the people who are the masters of fish farming in Kenya.

And like that my dream of sitting in an audience was trumped by my reality of visiting fish farmers, learning more about fishing in the Lake and having a full out celebration with Mama Joyce and her family, Ashley and Farm Africa.

Fish Farmer & Lake Victoria Visit


Food Prep

Dance of the Harvest

Dinner Served


Tomato, Potato, Ginger and Tilapia Stew

Grilled Fish on a Bed of Banana Leaves

Mango/Citrus Salsa


The Party

Duncan: Before and After


A Chicken of my Own

Sarah, the closest volunteer to me, has embarked on a really cool project of distributing bed nets and teaching the community about Malaria prevention. I’ve mentioned her in previous posts and I’m linking her blog so you know who I’m talking about.

This past Monday, I attended Sarah’s bed net distribution as an opportunity to meet a new community and yet another location of Odiado Tumaini Association.

In true Kenyan meeting fashion we were 1st given a feast, then brought out to singing and dancing and even encouraged to “get up and shake ourselves”, which we happily¬†obliged.

Oh, but this meeting was special. Sarah and I were both given LIVE chickens. I had heard of other volunteers receiving chickens, so I was hoping that I would also be gifted a chicken or some live animal at some point in my service.

It completely made my day. Meet my little guy.


My baba has assured me that in a few months he will make a tasty meal and since I do plan to partake when that day comes I’ve decided not to name him. Sarah has named her chicken “dinner”…lol

In 3 months though I might be so attached that I won’t be able to make him dinner…we’ll see. He’s so cute.