It has started getting cold today; I suppose it is about 20C (from the usual 35-40) but it feels like it is below zero. My feet are cold, I’ve got to wear a wooly hat and the only way to keep warm is to move around. I can’t believe I actually am living in the Tropics.
With that aim in mind, I finally started on the new and improved, movable, self-feeding Guinea Pig Cage. The frame is made with 1″ Nargusta reduced from a 2″ by 4″ with a table saw. It is four feet by 10 feet and will be two floors. I haven’t decided wether I’m going to call it the MGM Grand, or the Bellagio, or Bel Campo, or maybe the Wild Orchid…
Side View of Future Piggie Five Star Accommodation, $900 per night!
This recipe is great because it incoporates peanut candy bars bought in Belize. I have seen these everywhere in the country and they can be bought at any local super-market. They are so versatile because you can break the bars up into smaller pieces and put them in your home-cooked meals.
As well as being a good source of protein, it also adds crunch and texture to food. Moreover, the sugar in the bar caramelises once it is cooked adding more taste to the whole meal.
This is another recipe for the frustrated local ex-pat who tells me over and over again that there is nothing to cook in Belize! For the overseas reader, probably any peanut brittle/candy bar can be used in this recipe.
This is yummy mixed in with minced beef and formed into little cakes;
I sold my first trial of 6 bottles of Bumps Done Gone! in the local pharmacy. In Belize, “Bumps” is a local term for acne or pimples; “Done Gone” means in local terms that it has already gone. It is an acne treatment which has been formulated to unblock pores and made with natural essential oils including rosemary and grapefruit.
This is really good (for me) because it is nice when I start a new product and people buy it. I know it doesn’t sound like a lot for all of you out there (I should be manufacturing zillions and making zillions and taking it to China to replicate, right?)!
It is an achievement when you formulate something by yourself, bottle it and make your own label to stick on to it.
This is a picture of the Mayan Cacao which is called Balam in Toledo, Belize. The latin name is Theobroma bicolor; it is an unusual variety because the beans are actually white (as opposed to black/purple) and its pulp has a strong, pungent smell and taste. September to November is the usual harvest time and we are collecting them from our trees right now. They are usually ready when they fall off the tree and the fruit starts showing a yellow tinge. The fruit is esteemed by the Mayans here and they like to grind the fermented cacao beans to make a chocolate drink; in fact, they think the taste of this bean is better that the normal chocolate bean (theobroma cacao).
Toledo is hailed as a good cultivation area for cacao plantations; local farmers have been encouraged to plant normal cacao for international chocolate companies. The current feeling on this “White Cacao” amongst the chocolate-making community is that it is not a variety that imparts a taste familiar to high standard chocolate.
Well, I don’t really care about what top chocolatiers think because I like to eat and experiment with everything we have on the farm and I am not swayed by fads and fashion. Right now, we are drying and fermenting some beans out in the sun with a view to making our own home-made chocolate. I will keep you posted on what happens to our white chocolate. As an interesting aside, the pulp of the cacao has characteristic aromas similar to jack fruit (and durian) and because I like oriental smells, I think it is intensely fragrant and tasty.
Wondering what Medical Services are available in Belize? This is must-read for the traveler, visitor or anybody who is considering emigration to Belize.
I have been hob-nobbing with the “insanely famous” so I have been told. I was told that this man was “majorly famous” and that he was a big celebrity, mostly in the UK, Europe and Australia. The people from the States did not know who he was. I have not followed television for many, many years so I had no idea when I was introduced to this guy without any prelude. I got the impression that he was a very down-to-earth guy with no delusions of superiority or grandeur. He just seemed like an ordinary, friendly person.
Munchkin with Famous Person.
Gnome spoke Italian with him. Everybody got along very well.
In Our Philosophy and About Our Products pages, we allude to the desirability of hand-made as having something “more” over machine-made, conveyor belt things. We also lauded human productivity. What does this actually mean?
Let us say that we are making a gesture to the pyramids, the castles, the cathedrals, Roman ruins, any ruins, to the hand-tool, to the mentality of lasting, to the direct human ingenuity of solving a problem. This is very romantic and ideal and sounds nice but why?
My dog Beatrice, likes to lick toads and has done so for as long as I have been her owner. I would like to share some interesting observations with you which may indicate that my dog is capable of some degree of awareness and adaptive behaviour.
The Cane Toad Bufo marinus.
Beatrice, in her formative years, used to run after and maim toads like mad. At the same time, she would be slobbering all over them, licking them like mad! In turn, the toads would release chemicals which would cause her to salivate more and it would always turn into a very, very wet slobbery mess. She would bark a “playful’ bark for about half and hour, frolic about with the toad, and then she would fall asleep instantly for a couple of hours. I have not noted any long-term side effects from this dog’s activity as I am aware of this chemical being cardio-toxic. In my observation, I have noted that after these toad-licking sessions, her mood appears to be more stable as her basic personality is mad, aggressive and erratic and she can be quite a handful.
Over the years (I have never been able to stop her fascination with toads), I have noticed a moderation in her behaviour with toads. She no longer thrashes about with them in a overly boisterous way but instead, she is perfectly content to sit next to toads in a friendly “let’s hang out” sort of way.
Doggy Hanging Out with Toad.
She now sits with the toad calmly and they seem to enjoy each other’s company in the shade of the coconut trees. It is a different toad (I think) each time and I have observed that she licks them intermittently and actually pets them with her paw. Whenever I see this spectacle, I call it “Beatrice and Bufotina Hanging Out” as a play on words because the chemical which toads release is called Bufotenine. The toad does not seem scared at all and usually, after a while it politely leaves her company without any fuss; what I am saying, is that the toads do not get injured anymore! Moreover, there are just a few frolicking barks but no keeling over on the dog’s part.
In conclusion, I think that my dog is capable of surpassing normal aggressive doggy behaviour and learned how to control her recreational requirements with moderation.
About 5 years ago, we decided to embark on a project to raise guinea pigs for food. We had read up on it and found that it was a delicacy in Peru; our reason for choosing guinea pigs was because they are docile (after having goats, the keeping of guinea pigs sounded very nice) and they also eat lots of grass and greenery without the need for bought food. Besides, we saw varoius tasty Peruvian recipes which looked very appetising; most of them looked like variations of deep-fried guinea pig with the head left on!
We started off with three guinea pigs in our breeding program which consisted of one male and two females. The male was a long-haired, dark brown type; he was very boisterous and friendly and he liked to wiggle his bottom at the other two girls whilst making ddddrrrrr overtures. We called him “The Boy”. Both girls had a patch-work of different colours and they were also long-haired. Penelope had blonde and white patches and was very friendly and liked to petted. The other girl had red and white patches and her personality was the complete opposite of the other girl. She was very shy and liked to hide in the corners of the cage; she was deadly quiet except for when I approached the cage with freshly cut sweet grass; she would call out with a shrill weeeeeee! And, as soon as I was in view, she would stop as though she had never been making any noise. I never heard a peep out of her whenever she saw that I was looking at her. Her name was Stumpy and she is the only one that remains alive out of all three.
GrandMa Stumpy.
She was aptly named Stumpy as her left rear leg unfortunately broke on the first day, when we were transporting her back home. By the time we got home, we ended up having to do an above-knee amputation (there was no choice) and then we dipped her stump in copal oil and dressed it. Her recovery was remarkable and to this very day, she is my testimony for the wonderful healing benefits of Copal Oil.
Through out the years, Stumpy bred like a champion and mothered many guinea pigs (at a guess, it has probably been about 20). The leg has never been an impediment and has continued to be a piggy with a winning personality. We call her GrandMa Stumpy now and she has her own cage because she can be a bit irritated by the other noisy guinea pigs.
Other Noisy Piggies.
She is retired now and every day we give her fresh sweet grass (Mombassa is her favourite) and even some small doggy food pellets as a treat. Because of her age, she does get a bit smelly and unkempt so every three months, we take her out of the cage to give her a haircut, trim her toe-nails and clean out her hairy ears.
I wanted to write a special article on Stumpy because she is the Grandma of our farm and she deserves a mention because she is such a sweet little creature. Hooray for Stumpy!
It has started getting cold today; I suppose it is about 20C (from the usual 35-40) but it feels like it is below zero. My feet are cold, I’ve got to wear a wooly hat and the only way to keep warm is to move around. I can’t believe I actually am living in the Tropics.
