So who did Uncle Ben sleep with?

I feel horrible that it has been so long since posting. Really. Life has been a hectic whirl here: we moved locations and are now in our permanent residence in Basel, went on vacation in Greece (actually ended up doing that the same time as we moved - longer story), traveled to California for work, and tomorrow will mark the arrival of our 7th family arriving to visit - that's right, 7 in the last 7 weeks. We have been blessed with lots of friends from California who had plans to come to Europe anyway, and were able to swing by for a day or two and hang out in Basel and the surrounding areas - if you want to know how we are doing, just roam around Corte Madera or Larkspur and you are bound to run into someone who visited.

Eric has done most of the entertaining, but Sue has been able to free herself from late night meetings and travel to join in most of the time as well. We now have a standard city tour down pat, but we had the chance to take people floating down the Rhine, watched a lot of World Cup Soccer, visited a few museums, got out on a fair amount of hikes, lots of time at the Bottmingen pool, and our favorite: grilling in the forest. Eric actually said he is sick of meat and grilling - and we have been eating vegetarian all this week. We will see if we can muster up the "meat" energy for the Zecs who arrive tomorrow.

It has been fun to share our house (still in a state of being unpacked) and connect again with what is going on in California. The boys have been thrilled to have new playmates every week, and it really has made it feel like San Franicsco is not so far away.

One thing people have asked is what we miss from home. Hmmm - this is really hard, as you can anything you want here. Mexican ingredients? They have it. Peanut butter? No longer a foreign item. We even found a asian market that would give stores in Chinatown a run for their money - every spice known to mankind and things with no english that look like they are fermenting in the jar - things that are probably illegal to sell in the US (we will have to see how adventurous we are feeling...). But one thing has absolutely alluded us...

Long grain white rice.

I don't really care if it is from California - just some good old plain long grain rice. When we first got here we bought rice assuming it was long grain (it is hard to tell how long a grain is if you don't have another grain next to it to compare it to). When we got home and made it, it became quickly clear that it wasn't the right stuff - and further inspection of the label showed that it was...par boiled...rice.

Yuck.

I don't want to pass judgement if you happen to like par boiled rice. I just don't. The rice is off-white and all rolls around on the plate with each grain separate, and it really tastes like all the life and vitamins have been stripped away. I want the white stuff that kind of sticks together and feels really heavy(keep your brown rice vitamin talk to yourself. I like brown rice, too, but white rice is what I am focusing on). The asian market did have jasmine rice which isn't a bad alternative - but it isn't long grain. My last pass at the supermarket actually showed that the whole rice aisle was Uncle Ben's rice. Rows of red boxes with Ben smiling up at me - who had the marketing savvy to knock all the other rices off the shelf? Do the Swiss know what they are missing?

So last time I was in California, I, like all good Japanese tourists, bought myself 10 lbs of California long grain white rice. If you are reading this in California, realize how lucky you are. If you plan to come and visit, be sure to throw a bag in your suitcase for us!