October 26, 2007
Independence Day weekend is here. I still love this country.
This morning I was enjoying a lovely breakfast with my family when my host dad walked in and started sharpening some knives.
“Towuk” he said, making a slicing motion with the knife.
I really thought he was joking.
“Wah wah hay,” I replied with a smile.
Then when I was brushing my teeth they brought out a metal pan where the dead chicken laid and set it on the ground in front of me, and started pouring boiling water over its lifeless body.
“Awwwwww…” I said while they laughed at the American who felt sympathy for tonight’s dinner.
I have to admit though…plov with chicken is damn good…
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