Our “sermon” at church today was a picture show and report by an older couple who just returned from a service project to an orphanage in Tanzania. One picture, tucked in among the aerial views of the Swiss Alps as well as other pictures of banana and mango trees, lazy men, African community people, storks, an elephant, other missionaries, and undecipherable alligators, showed the entrance and menu of a favorite restaurant, “The Carnivore.”
“It was really good,” the lady said. “We ate liver, and ostrich balls, and–.”
It may have been just me, but I perceived an intense restraint zipping around the entire sanctuary of congregants, and I nearly blurted out, “What did they taste like?”
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dragonfly
that’s really funny! I can imagine the restrained snickers :).
and guess what- I just saw that very restuarant. They probably flew through Nairobi, Kenya and went to that same restaurant, or maybe it’s a chain. Anyway, we probably would have eaten there, except one in our group is a strict vegetarian. and we thought we’d be at least considerate ;).
Would you like me to pick you up a coupon for it when we go back through Nairobi?