After living in Micronesia for two years I was pretty good with a machete. It turns out that this particular talent was not the only resume-enhancer that I picked from my time in the islands. Two years of eating pig's brains, dog hearts, turtle fins and spam were good preparation for life in the desert as well.
Last night my host pulled the tongue directly from the roasted skull of a whole goat and offered it to me while explaining that it would honor him if I ate the best part of the goat. I did exactly what I learned from my time in Micronesia; I thanked him for the honor, smiled and took a big bite.
No comments:
Post a Comment