Cooking despite exorbitant costs and dancing like a white girl

After a somabulent day watching the rain and lethargically tying up loose ends, we put on an international potluck.  Well, it turned out to be good even after the Supermarket scare the day before when we all learned that the price of meat in Switzerland is INSANE.  My intended gyoza-style dumplings turned into green onion pancakes.  It was a fun time in the kitchen, really nice to cook again...and we all ate very well....yummy Cambodian spring rolls, beans and rice, Trinabagan curries, and these three-times fried potatoes.   So yummy!  And of course chocolate fondue and a beautiful pavlova.  yum, yum, yum!  Very fun.

The women then departed because we were invited to a women-only dance party hosted by the Muslim women.  I read a newspaper article about this a while back, so it was fun actually to go to an all-women's party because some Muslim women can't dance with men.  The newspaper article said that these parties were super fun, full of abandon and something else---I don't remember.   And it was super fun!   The women were super welcoming to us obviously non-Muslim types, and I think I made a lot of Egyptian women laugh.   Apparently Muslim dancing is essentially belly dancing.  It's all about the hips, so the Latino women were fine....and the Eastern Europeans were fine...but my hips have never been able to move, even when we did all that salsa and meringue in social dance at Stanford---I just stayed away and kept to swing and waltz.  Anyway, I gave it a good try, and the Egyptians tried to encourage me...but they always ended up laughing.  My Kenyan roommate told me I dance like a white girl.  I think that's a bit unfair to white women...but nevertheless it was fun!