From Dirty to Edible!
Yesterday, Connie, my house mate, and Eva, a neighbor, and I ventured through Kibera's Toy Market in search of cement. (The slums are great places to find great deals!) You might ask why three women were looking for such an item. Well, Connie was busy working on a crafting project for Christmas decorating. (Our place looks amazing, BTW!) Anyways, we got hungry along the way so Connie treated us to chips (fries). Connie secured us seats on sacks of potatoes, our couch, as she called it. And as we were eating we noticed a churning noise in the potato stand behind us. Our curiosity led us inside the stand where we discovered a funny contraption that was spinning the raw potatoes in water. The dirty water then running out of a spout into a bucket. It was a potato cleaning machine! A Rasta man was pouring water into the top of it, and the potatoes were cleaned as they were turned round and round in the water. A second man then took the cleaned potatoes and chopped them into ch