A Freudian slip with a twist

In my recent post, Chakula, I wrote that I was a bit unhappy about the amount of oil in Fleury's food, and that I wanted more local food. I don't know if it is an answer to my prayers, or a punishment for being critical, but I will not eat his food very much longer. MECHEM is downsizing in Bunia, eventually moving their head quarters to Goma. Thus, we're moving out from their house, and I will start cooking for myself...