Thanksgiving and Hanukkah all at once and set in
Malawi. What a noteworthy collision of
culture and history to really make us reflect upon our gratitude for the gifts
[privilege] that have been bestowed on us [stolen] as God’s chosen [ruthless]
people and most beloved [arrogant] of nations.
On that note, here is Andrea’s first attempt at Challah.
Yay, Shiksa baking! And our Malawi Menorah!
Here is the Thankgiving storm.
Here is the resulting downed Airtel sign that took with it [our] power lines, leaving us electricity-less (and, hence, pie-less) for 4 days.
Here is a group of expats who, like the pilgrims, are doing
their best to make a decent meal in a foreign land with weird ingredients, uniquely small ovens and an overall lack of electricity.
Deep fried turkey made over fire, bread baked over a BBQ pit, people scattered to the other side of town to get the latkes cooked, extra salad, and lots of candles to light the way. Truly a festival of lights.
And Brody missing Texas? Amanda thinks maybe yes.
And rounding out out the weekend with lots of white people singing Christmas carols (and Christmas trees made of garbage) to acknowledge what all this is really about...
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