The Hots

I thought I would type while my body temperature is still over 100 degrees. Tonight, we were invited to the Msafari household for dinner. They live in Bombolulu which is a matatu or two away. So keep in mind that the temperature today was around 75 degrees, maybe hotter-and very humid. I’m sweatin by the time we get to their apartment and we sit down with President Msafiri (he is the previous branch president) and talk to him about his work in Sudan. After about an hour of sitting there, sweating, we are served hot chocolate. Yes, hot chocolate. Of course, it was delicious but it was hard to enjoy because all of my taste buds fell off and I felt like someone lit my body on fire.

But dinner was great. I really can’t complain. Patience Msafiri (pronounced mmmsafeeree) cooked for at least 2 hours (not including the time before we came) to prepare for the meal. We tried to help and Blair and I did help pick off the leaves of the mchicha, but she insisted on cooking it herself-over a charcoal stove set up. We arrived at 6 and did not eat until about 8 or 8:30. Patience sure cooked us a buffet though. We had pilau-meat and seasoned rice, mchica-basically spinach, chapatti-african tortillas, bananas and potatoes cooked in a really good sauce, mango smoothies, and oh ya the hot chocolate-which she made on her stove and then we added sugar (it tasted a lot like the Mexican hot chocolate).

The night ended with the Msafiris sharing their experience in joining the church, and all of us doing the same. I couldn’t believe all the effort that went into the dinner, and they wouldn’t even let us help with the dishes. Next time they are coming to our apartment for some American food. After recalling that we don’t have an oven, we are going to go for our world-class spaghetti (we really have made it award winning) and try to figure out 5 dishes that go with that. Oh goodie.

Oh and here's more pics:

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