Sunday, November 30, 2008

Terry the turkey met his match...

In the form of a "lomhlope" (white person) wielding a very sharp knife. Like all big events here in Swaziland, this Thanksgiving did not pass without celebration...or fresh meat. Three days before the big day we ordered our turkeys (meaning we walked 20 minutes to one of our Babe's house and asked for two turkeys). Wednesday, the birds arrived, not dead, plucked and plastic wrapped in normal American fashion but alive, fully clothed and still kickin' in true swazi style. No exaggeration on the still kickin' part either. Jay and Mongaliso were in charge of slaughtering this time around and while the head was removed in a second flat, Jay held firmly to old Terry for another 7-8minutes. If ever a chicken and Turkey were in a fight our advice to you is side with the turkey, you won't be dissappointed. Plucking and dressing ensued and the following day Hilary slathered that turkey in herbs and butter. All was ready for our tiny electric oven when lo and behold the electricity went out. Off to the wood burning stove we went and the rest is history. On a side note, Loftin family you will be very proud to know that monkey bread and Mema's dressing have both now been introduced to Africa. We can only hope that everyone back home had as wonderful and eventful a Thanksgiving as we did, afterall there's so much to be thankful electricity.

Also wanted to point out our address changed...
Hilary and Jay Jackson, PCV
PO Box 317
Matata L312
Swaziland, Africa

1 comment:

Chel said...

Hey cousin Hilary,

Just found out from your Mom that you were not only Married - but now in Africa for the next 2 years. She directed me to your blog spot and have had more fun reading about your husband Jay & your adventures. I think your mission and your calling to serve is wonderful.

Wishing you a belated wonderful Christmas, a wonderful prosperous 2009 and you will be thought of often in my prayers.

Keep the stories and photos coming - We loved the Chicken Killer photo and story.

With all my love,
Cousin Garde Rachel Fugler Gafford