It's a funny thing that we expect foreign countries to be very different and exotic, but when it comes down to it, I do a lot of the same things I did back home. I still sleep, I still do work, and (most importantly) I still eat. The difference, I suppose, lies in what I eat, although that isn't always different.
In the first week we were in Kampala, we went out to eat a lot. Kampala is a reasonably modern city, so they have the typical range of restaurants, from Italian, to lots of Indian, to Chinese (oddly considered high-class dining here), to basic Continental (burgers and fries). Once we arrived in Kamuli, we had a cook (actually 3 different cooks in a month - long story), who made more traditional African meals, generally consisting of a starchy base like rice, potatoes, matoke (mashed plantains), or casava, and then some sort of a saucy thing to go on top like soupy beans, beef stew, g-nut (basically peanuts) paste, or some other magical sauce. Fresh fruit, like avacados, pineapple, mango, or watermelon made an appearance at most meals.
Unfortunately, we lost our cook due to another long story, so we've been cooking for ourselves for the past month. This isn't a true hardship, but we can't do the awesome sauce thing as well as they can. We also don't always cook African - spaghetti makes pretty frequent appearances (yay for a multitude of fresh tomatoes), stirfry is popular, and I made pancakes two nights ago - that was awesome.
African street food, specifically chapatis deserve a mention. Chapatis are delicious, oily, fried bread discs, that are probably horribly for me, but definitely tasty. Even better, is when you get a Rollex - a chapati wrapped around egg, cabbage, and tomato, cooked in more oil. Yum.
