Ensalada del Tigre .or. Clemson Coleslaw

Inspired by the delicious staple of Nicaraguan cuisine, simply called "ensalada" (which translates "salad"), I went on a search for the simple combo of cabbage, carrots, and white vinegar on my first grocery shopping trip since our return. I ended up choosing the purple head, because I have a sneaking suspicion that anything that purple must be packed with antioxidants, and well, it's pretty. When I came home and started blending, I noticed that the outcome bore a strikingly nostalgic color-combo harkening to my 4 and some years spent in the South Carolina Upstate.

This essentially non-mayo based slaw has quickly become a crunchy, tangy staple for the Davis household as well. Keith loves it, and I whipped up my second batch today. Pictured above with a veggie burger topped with buffalo mozzarella and pico de gallo, I ended up stuffing the slaw in the pita as well, and it was pretty special.

Clemson Coleslaw:
1 half head of purple cabbage, shredded
1 about 1 1/2 cups shredded carrots (I used a large handful of baby carrots and shredded them in the food processor)
1 TBSP finely chopped cilantro
1 tsp finely diced or graded jalapeño
squueze of honey
squeeze of lime juice
about 3/4 cup white vinegar
about 1/3 cup olive (or whatever you prefer) oil

Combine oil, vinegar, lime juice and honey. Toss with veggies, add a big pinch of salt and pepper to taste. It gets better (and purpler) the longer everyone has to hang out together in the fridge.



We made it to Nicaragua. From what we've seen so far in Granada, the life here is pretty sweet. So far we've seen an amazing sunset over the city from the Cathedral's tower, ate some extremely tasty street food, biked several miles off the beaten track to a laguna, and enjoyed it all with our dear friends. It's hot. We're sweaty and happy.


Coming and Going

Where I'm coming from:

Jekyll Island, Georgia; 8th grade trip

Where I am getting ready to go:

Granada, Nicaragua to visit these fine folks



Scene: Breakfast duty monday morning talking to the little kindergarten-cutie pictured above.

Me: So, Cameron, did you have a good weekend?

Cameron: (Emphatic) Yes. 

Me: Oh yeah? What did you do?

Cameron: I went to church. And they be doin' the holy ghost. I love it when they do the holy ghost. (Every time he says "holy ghost" he balls his hands up in fists and waves them around at ear level.)

Me: What does that mean? How do you do the holy ghost?

Cameron: Oh, you know. Everyone be all cryin' and runnin around like crazy and stuff. (Extra emphatic) The holy ghost!

. . .
Today I tried to get a picture for you of him "doing the holy ghost," but lets just say there was too much movement involved now that he was standing to take a picture in low light.

On Sunday I head off on the 8th grade field trip to Jekyll Island, GA for 3 1/2 days. Pray for us!