Seems like any time is a good time for a goat BBQ around here. Warning, this is not a veggie friendly post (or a veggie friendly county for that matter) so reader beware. Easter is here and it seems the appropriate thing is to roast a goat, so I felt obliged to have it here at the centre this time. On monday I brought two home to have for a big cellebration with all of the staff and a few friends of the centre. Here are some pics of the day’s happenings that started at 6am and lasted until 4pm. Now I know we have tried to keep this blog entirely personal and use the facebook page exclusively for the centre but on this occasion the fine line between the two seemed to dissappear, or at least I couldn’t find it when writing today.
Me and Tito posing with the goats. Yes I'm wearing a new goatee just for the occasion.
Taking a little taste. I told you Tito eats everything, even the horns (not really, the old men make shot glasses out of the horns).
6:00am and everyone is way too excited to get this paty started.
How many people does it take to skin a goat? Apparently eight of us, I admittedly was not much help.
Esther Lilian and Lucy making Chapati.
Lucy hard at work.
Sausage making station.
Making Sausage.
Our new House Mother, Esther, chopping cabbages.
Our new Masai gaurd putting his goat herder skills to use the first day on the job.
All the food spread out for self service.
Enjoying the feast!
Anne and her namesake, Michelle. None of the girls like her first name so they used her middle name. Fair enough.
Me and the village elder's kid, Nicole.
The whole group posing for a outside picture. My secret technique to get them all out of the building and heading home. After about 7 hours, our family was ready to be done.
That my friends was our Easter celebration. Now we can actually relax a little over the next few days. Whew!