Quinoa Surprise!

As you may or may not know, we brought a four pound bag of quinoa with us to Vichy. Regrettably, the suitcase containing said bag went through a TSA inspection. Imagine our dismay as we opened this suitcase to find our bag of quinoa one pound lighter. As a result, we spent a good two hours cleaning a pound of this tiny grain from the suitcase, our clothes, and the floor on our first night in Vichy. Oh, and did I mention that we don't have a vacuum. Spakovale smo 2 kg quinve (sjemenke) u mamin kofer. Nazalost, kad smo stigle u Vichy-u, u kesi smo pronasle 1.5 kg quinve. Ostatak quinve smo pronasle u carapama, majicama, hlacama, itd. Prva dva sata u Vichy-u smo provele cisteci quinvu. 

Mug Shot of the Grainy Culprit

After such an intense cleaning session you'd think that our quinoa adventure reached its conclusion...WRONG! Four days later and the fugitive quinoa still pops up in random places. Whenever I open a pair of socks some quinoa bursts out like confetti...surprise! Mama claims her clothes still smells of the stuff (it was her suitcase which contained the bag of quinoa).What's worse is that she can't seem to fully rid her suitcase of the grain. The irony of this story is that we brought some quinoa to make our life easier, but instead we'll be cleaning this small elusive grain for four months. As the saying goes, "you reap what you sow," and we've sown quinoa all over the place! Mislile smo da smo sve ocistile ali i dan danas pronadjemo po koje zrnce quinve.

Mami je quinve pun kofer (he he)