This weekend is the Feast of Sacrifice. Everyone bought his sheep, kills, the kitchen and of course eating.
Thursday evening, our neighbor comes to see me and asked me to fasten his post after the sheep on our terrace which is a few feet from our table. I do not really want to eat the sheep, so I told him to tie it after the front door. The next morning we take our walk and return the meat had been made, all the meat was placed in containers, the head was on the porch. I crossed the bloody scene with my blinders not to see. The neighbor wanted me to have fresh meat cooked. I refused politely but this was a postponement because she gave us for supper. We tried to sample this delicious feast. The taste was good but unfortunately the meat was rather tough.
We were invited to dinner at a bar for the party and I must confess that for the first time, the food was delicious. We feasted.
PS We have stopped smoking.
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