Between Countries, Between Cuisines
A Life Straddling Contrasts
In my childhood, I lived between two countries and two cultures, which meant two totally different sets of food. In Honduras, we had a maid who did most of the cooking. We had no precooked foods and fruit abounded. There were always bananas, oranges, fresh coconuts, mangosteens, star-apples, soursop, mangos, papaya, and more. Dad worked with Standard Fruit…