August 30, 2014
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first goat
Weighed in two pounds heavier this morning. Knew I'd pay a price for yesterday's "celebration".
Lunch at the Baenas. Manuel was learning how to slaughter, dress and cook one of his goats. Invited friends over to test his first go at it. Yuca and potatoes, Colombian style, were served with the entrée. The meat was too red (raw?) and slimy to my taste. But, I merely told Manuel that the flavor was good. Not exactly a fib after all.
Leave it up to kids to find pets to play with.
Besides me and Mary, Elmer, a Guatemalan friend of Manuel's, and family attended, but the parents couldn't stay long. Manuel's brother Danny had to leave early too.
The Baenas and Amayas showed off their garden, but the heat, and especially the humidity, was intense. I soon retreated into the house. Better to listen to Mary and Miriam gab.
Eventually Martha showed up with her friend Ilia and son. I was coaxed outside again. Ilia brought us corn bollos, a Colombian coastal treat she made, to be eaten with suero sauce.
Cool breezes. The sky darkened. A tropical rainstorm trapped us in the garage with the food. Cozy. Good time to swap tales.
Victor, Olga, Martha, Ilia, Mary and Miriam.
During a pause in the rain, Manuel decided to find the blockage in his drain. So fixated upon this idea was he that he ignored his guests. Brought out his tractor to raise a manhole cover and lowered himself into the hole. This soon became an attraction for the kids. Manuel obliged by giving them hands on tours, helping them one by one down a ladder to see what lay in the darkness. Quite an adventure. Better than Disney World.
Olga and Manuel ham it up for the camera.
Manuel helps Adriana down the ladder.
The rain eased up. Martha and Ilia left. Mary and I set out for home. But, the rain now intensified. Soon, as night came on, I found myself driving through a hard beating rain. The headlights of approaching cars obliterated all but their glare. My neck ached from straining to see what lay beyond my windshield. Where was the center line? Where exactly was the road?
We made it home.
70.7 °F, rain.
Comments (7)
I'm glad you made it home safe, and created this wonderful post. I enjoyed reading it and looking at the photos.
I think the goat and the kitten are both adorable. I'm not sure I'd be able to eat goat if I saw the cute live one first, nor if I was present during the slaughter, but other than that, I'm not opposed to trying new meats. I'm glad you had the experience and shared your thoughts.
I think the time in the garage looks like everyone enjoyed. I see Mary wore her new birthday blouse.
I think I will now google corn Bollos. Oh, and don't worry about the 2#. I bet it doesn't even show, and even if it does, you deserve it, and still look great. Sometimes I worry that you are getting too light.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
Manuel hit upon an offbeat source of entertainment for his younger guests. I can imagine it would have been pretty smelly for all, had he just kicked back and gabbed with the adults, and the drain had backed up.
Driving in heavy rain is rather horrific, and can be a no-win proposition. Glad you are home safely.
I'm so glad you got home safely -- driving in bad weather can be rather intense, an something to be avoided, particularly at night!
I love the photo of Mary laughing (and wearing her new top)! Sounds like it was a fun gathering. I hate to drive in rain like that! I'm relieved to hear you made it home safely!
It was a big celebration for a first " go it" and on the picture the women have a lot of fun.( see Mary )
Manuel found a way to amuse the children but I am not sure he succceeded what he wanted to do.
The driving back was awful in those conditions . I imagine easily.
In friendship
Michel
Nice to see you back safely. I have eaten lamb, but cannot remember eating goat. I assume it is about the same tasting.
Awwww, baby goats!!!