Dining out

Lunch today was goat and cornmeal mush, as usual. With my incredible linguistic prowess, I
asked if there was rice or fish, but there wasn’t. That’s ok, I got some nice pieces of
goat-lunch was 50 cents.

 After I had mine, I saw them fill a plate with some other
kind of meat. Still using my incredible
linguistic skills, I asked what it was. They said fe younfe, or something like that. I trotted out my favorite mmm-belly-may
phrase: “What is that? I don’t

 Lizard. Hmm. Not feeling brave or adventurous, I stuck
with my goat. Driving from the city last
week I did see people holding up huge lizards, about 3 feet long including the
tail. I’m sure they’re good eating,
probably taste like chicken. Maybe next

Published by Nora McNamara

Lover of languages and linguistics. Besotted Auntie. Jesus follower. Sacred Harp singer.

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