On the 21st of December (Happy Birthday to my brother, Stephen!), our Toshao (chief) hosted a breakfast for his area of the village. (The village is divided into small sections for organization and governance). Though I don’t live in his area, a few people invited me. So, I showed up with a little food and they let me stay.
Thank goodness!
It was a lovely Christmas feast. It felt good to be sitting at a table, surrounded by pots and happy people. It felt a bit like Christmas. Well, except for the fact that it was 6am. That was unusual. But nonetheless, I left with the fullest belly I’ve ever had at 7am. Everything was delicious.
The whole table:
Sneaking coffee from the pot:
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