almost, but not quite
Today has been a day of near misses…
This morning, D went downtown to listen to a panel of three experts talk about devolution, the process by which Kenya will decentralize power and resources to 47 newly created counties after the next election. It was a well-attended meeting and the discussion was good. The only hitch was that the guest of honor – the chairman of the constitutional body that is tasked with overseeing the transition – did not show up until the meeting was practically over. The discussion was wrapping up and people were heading for the doors when he walked in, more than two hours late.
Soon after D returned to the Embassy, he again braved downtown traffic. A colleague had invited him to the Thanksgiving Chef’s Table at one of the hotels the Embassy uses for visiting VIPs. Every year, this hotel organizes a feast in the Presidential Suite during which the hotel’s chefs highlight their creations. It promised to be a sumptuous affair. Arriving at the agreed upon time, D and his colleagues took the elevator to the Presidential Suite…only to find an empty room. The invitation was for lunch, but the housekeeping staff who were slowly vacuuming the carpets informed them that the event would be a dinner. So, after spending 45 minutes in traffic, D turned right around and headed back to the Embassy.
He thought he’d play soccer after work, but those plans also fell through. The group he intended to join bailed at the last minute and because D had left his phone at home he just missed the phone call that would have saved him a trip to the field.
The only thing that was not a miss was dinner. When the Chargé visited a mushroom growing project supported by the Embassy’s Self-Help Fund, D bought two bags of dried mushrooms. Tonight, to make up for the missed Chef’s Table, S made a mushroom feast that included mushroom cream soup and wild mushroom pirogies.
Photos and recipes courtesy of Smitten Kitchen.