Mongolian Hospitality

So it seems my blog is slowly turning into a food appreciation blog (will stop soon....cooking new things is just so fun!!!).  The only new thing I made this week are these red bean burgers (vegan if anyone wanted to know):

 This week I also ordered a Kindle (yay!).  So now I will be reading my life away!  On Saturday, I discovered a new supermarket (just built) in my town...it was awesome!!! They had soy milk and pizza flavored pringles (these are HUGE deals....if only they had peanut butter and block cheese).

Now I will talk about the title of this blog post.  So Mongolians have this thing where no matter who walks into their homes (whether or not they expected them), they will treat them like royalty.  This week on my way home from work, I bumped into a teacher from my school (who I had never spoken to before) and she just invited me to come home with her.  I got to her home and she fed me enough for a family....literally.  She not only made me tea, but bought all sorts of goods for me to eat (bread, moloko, Mongolian "nutella", eggs, etc).  After the tea, I got a glass of seabuckthorn juice, followed by a cup of milk tea (all while stuffing me with moloko on bread or "nutella" on bread).   And because that wasn't enough, she also made me kimbop made with eggs, pickled veggies, and rice (it was great, but again....so much food).  I really appreciated this gesture (although I had to wobble home afterwards).  This is one of the many awesome things about Mongolia:  no matter who you are people are always hospitable when you enter their homes.

Well that's about it for this week.  Had a bout of sickness yesterday, but now I'm back in commission!

Sidenote:  Today my little brother turns 10!!!  I can't believe he's so old!!  Happy Birthday Pipsqueak!!!

Me and my friend, Urtaa, eating the bean burgers (we also had spring rolls with this)