|Tuna boats rafted up three boats deep here in Pago, Pago|
"This is real Samoan food," the man told me. "Next week, we'll have rice too."
We bought two plates and took them back to the boat. On the way to the dinghy, we noticed everyone had a plate so we decided it must be good.
Well, I can say we tried it (and incidentally, Andy loved it), but it probably won't be a Saturday ritual. There was a chicken leg and another random piece of meat covered in Ketchup. Then there was some grilled breadfruit. Had this been warm, it probably would've been pretty tasty. There was some chinese noodle thing with carrots and cabbage, and then there was a loaf like thing. After tasting everything, we determined the random piece of meat was a pig knuckle and the loaf like thing was "mechanically separated turkey," just like it says on the can at the store (Andy did point out that it looked a lot - and tasted a lot - like the vegetarian turkey loaf my parents eat). Now, I'm waiting and hoping there are no side effects, if you know what I mean.
I'm hoping to get my homebodies off the boat today and go to the museum or the library. After spending all morning at the laundry mat (I think Andy was afraid I was going to leave it for him to do while I'm gone), I'm ready to do something fun. Tomorrow is Sunday and the place shuts down so we need to get out today.
I haven't had the opportunity to take too many pictures so hopefully while I'm gone, Andy will be clicking away. I would love to say that he will keep the blog up while I'm gone, but I'm afraid that probably isn't the case. So the next few posts will be a little more generic than usual as I'm writing them now and scheduling them out, but hopefully interesting all the same.