People use to ask me when I lived in Honduras, what do you miss most? This question, as time went on became harder and harder to answer. Finally I came to the answer- not much. Sure, when there was no electricity- I missed it, but I didn't miss anything so much that I couldn't live without it.
Living back in the US I seem to have a harder time with things I miss. Like baleadas. Where I live I do not believe there is another Honduran in a 100 mile radius, which means no baleadas or really any Honduran food, except the food I make. No more corn sold on the corner, or green mangos... Oh I could go on.
I appreciate electricity and never ending runnning water more than ever- but sometimes nothing would make me happier than fresh tajadas...
