Since I can't bear to look at anything spicy anymore...instead of the Daily Plate you will now get the Daily Moo-----
The only cow in a small Kentucky town stopped giving milk. The people did some research and found that they could buy a cow just across the state line in Illinois for $200.
They brought the cow from Illinois and the cow was wonderful. It produced lots of milk all of the time, and the people were very happy. They decided to acquire a bull to mate with the cow to produce more cows like it. They would never have to worry about their milk supply again.
They bought the bull and put it in the pasture with their beloved cow. However, whenever the bull tried to mount the cow, the cow would move away. No matter what approach the bull tried, the cow would move away from the bull and he could not succeed in his quest. The people were very upset and decided to ask the Vet, who was very wise, what to do.
They told the Vet what was happening. "Whenever the bull tries to mount our cow, she moves away. If he approaches from the back, she moves forward. When he approaches her from the front, she backs off. An attempt from the side, she walks away to the other side."
The Vet thought about this for a minute and asked,
"Did you by chance, buy this cow in Illinois?"
The people were dumbfounded, since no one had ever mentioned where they bought the cow. "You are truly a wise Vet," they said. "How did you know we got the cow in Illinois?"
The Vet replied with a distant look in his eye, "My wife is from Illinois."
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Okay so it's lame but I got a chuckle out of it.They brought the cow from Illinois and the cow was wonderful. It produced lots of milk all of the time, and the people were very happy. They decided to acquire a bull to mate with the cow to produce more cows like it. They would never have to worry about their milk supply again.
They bought the bull and put it in the pasture with their beloved cow. However, whenever the bull tried to mount the cow, the cow would move away. No matter what approach the bull tried, the cow would move away from the bull and he could not succeed in his quest. The people were very upset and decided to ask the Vet, who was very wise, what to do.
They told the Vet what was happening. "Whenever the bull tries to mount our cow, she moves away. If he approaches from the back, she moves forward. When he approaches her from the front, she backs off. An attempt from the side, she walks away to the other side."
The Vet thought about this for a minute and asked,
"Did you by chance, buy this cow in Illinois?"
The people were dumbfounded, since no one had ever mentioned where they bought the cow. "You are truly a wise Vet," they said. "How did you know we got the cow in Illinois?"
The Vet replied with a distant look in his eye, "My wife is from Illinois."
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Tomorrow we leave for a 3 day trip into other parts of India including Pondicherry. We've been told that Pondicherry is home to a large French colony, so we may get to try some new kinds of food (!!!). Although the purpose of the trip is mostly to collect dairy nutrition samples, hopefully we'll get to do some sightseeing. And the van we'll be going in is AIR CONDITIONED!!
Today is Sunday, and as such there isn't much to do. Sundays are actually considered days of rest here in India, unlike the US where a lot of people still work. A few of the girls and I sat up on the roof and read books in shorts and tanktops. It was amazing how much cooler we all felt with just a little less clothing. What I wouldn't give to walk around all day like that. Later, we've planned to go on a shopping trip and pick out some goodies for everyone at home. Other than that...should be a quiet day. Even got to read the paper a bit and discovered that the consumption and use of deodorant is on the rise here in India. Apparently many people were confusing deodorant with perfume, so there was even a small blurb in the article about what deodorant is, how it works and how to apply it. Here's some trivial pursuit: it was first invented in Pennsylvania.
Being scandalous on the roofYesterday was a loooong day. In preparation for our trip on Monday, we had to make a large batch of nutrition supplements for all the farms we'd be visiting. A large batch ended up being 1,800 little vials of copper and cobalt sulfate and decanted urea. It took 5 hours in a stifling hot nutrition lab with only a few fans to cool us off. I have a newfound respect for factory workers and now have blue fingernails from the copper. So...as a treat, last night we had our first "American Night." Okay, we're weaklings. We've only been here approximately a week and a half and yet we're already pining for our homeland. Ron, the friendly veterinary pathologist who rooms with Jeremy, helped us order from the local Pizza Hut and bought us some Kingfisher beers. The Indian Pizza Huts actually make pizza with Indian spices so we had to request "American" pizza...you know, the bland stuff that doesn't make you run for the bathroom.
But anyway, back to the important stuff. The beers. Women, even Western women, aren't really allowed in bars around here. Not sure if it's different in the less conservative North, but in Chennai it's really frowned upon. Ron was nice enough to buy us a few and smuggle them home. We had a glass, ate some pizza and watched Due Date. It was glorious.
Throwin' one back with Jackie, my partner in crimeLately I've been dreaming a lot. I think it's probably one of the side effects of taking Malarone, my malaria drug. I don't always remember the dreams, but I know they just sort of morph from one idea to the next and involve a lot of people from home and a lot of food (go figure). They're the kind of dreams where you usually come to the conclusion that you're dreaming at some point and wake up from them. Luckily, I haven't had any nightmares, I feel pretty rested and I haven't undergone inception. With the luck I've had on this tip, I'm sure tonight I'll be chased by a bear or will fall off a cliff, but until then...I'll keep hoping for Leo DiCaprio to show up.
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