Guess Who's Coming to Dinner.

Cooking over an open bamboo fire, our hosts prepared a fabulous meal.
As the bamboo burns, you shove the unburned section further into the embers.
It burns so slowly, that it can easily be re-ignited hours later for tea.

Everything was fresh and flavorful. The plastic bottle held home-distilled

rice alcohol, which tasted like a mild grappa. We drank copious amounts
with our host, with no ill effects.

The family: our host and his wife, two sons, and a daughter
who did most of the cooking. Our guide is seated next to P.

The family dog patiently reminded us of her presence and willingness
to share the dinner by laying her head on our laps.

It did her no good, but that didn't seem to dampen her spirits.

P.