We eat the indigenous food and we love it, but we don't eat out all that often I like to cook and Nancy loves my cooking. Well what I cook is more like throwing things together than a gourmet cooking, but I did learn a lot for chef John Hines. No matter what I cook; mango pancakes, ceviche , shrimp breakfast burritos, salads topped with fried chicken, Nancy is always there with a great compliment and cleans up my mess and dishes after dinner.
Which reminds me of a funny story my good friend Craig told me. There were these five guys on a hunting trip in the mountains. Four of the guys agreed that if any one complained about the cooking then they could do the cooking. The fifth guy arrived the next day and didn't know about the agreement. The first night's meal that could loosely be defined as, brown slop, was prepared and served. Compliments were handed out by all of the four men. The fifth guy did not agree and complained. You can cook from now on one of the other men said. Because in this camp if anyone complains about the cooking, they cook.
For the next 5 days the fifth guy cooked and never a complaint was heard. Actually compliments were handed out in abundance. The fifth guy decided he had enough of this game and decided to make a pie from moose scat. The pie was served and not one complaint was uttered. Then finally there was a break in the silence. One of the four men said, "Best moose shit pie I've ever tasted."