chicken fiesta and faith

I cheated you out of a lovely picture, the uncelebrated remains of the chicken decimated by my people yesterday. I had a part of my team over to brainstorm and strategise. We were meant to be here for the day but the second day is drawing to a close and we are not done. We accomplished a lot yesterday not least of which was a copious lunch and the unbelievable sight of a wafer thin Martine working her way through several sizeable pieces of chicken, seemingly endless helpings of fried plantain and rice. I came a distant second in the eatstakes.

This is the second as yet undecimated chicken. We are very spiritual people, Béatrice prayed that God would please prevent Martine from finishing the chicken, to which she herself duly said Amen. And God answered.

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