I hosted my second "hafla" Saturday night, and a good time seemed to be had by all. Mo came over from Reno and requested lamb...and since he paid for most of it I was happy to give it a try. It was roasted, plopped on a bed of rice, carried to the tent by dancing girls and served on a tray as per his oft voiced wish (well, the actual fantasy is to be served a sheep boiled in goat's milk...but the rest is about right). The above pic is of Gordon and Mo lounging in the tent. We just inherited it and felt it needed to be field tested. For more, equally murky photos from the hafla, go
here...
Mozell and Sarah chatting at the hafla
I hosted my second "hafla" Saturday night, and a good time seemed to be had by all. Mo came over from Reno and requested lamb...and since he paid for most of it I was happy to give it a try. It was roasted, plopped on a bed of rice, carried to the tent by dancing girls and served on a tray as per his oft voiced wish (well, the actual fantasy is to be served a sheep boiled in goat's milk...but the rest is about right). The above pic is of Gordon and Mo lounging in the tent. We just inherited it and felt it needed to be field tested. For more, equally murky photos from the hafla, go here...
Mozell and Sarah chatting at the hafla
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