What does one do when presented with a chicken? We certainly couldn't take it home. Thankfully, unlike some Mzungu (white people) our children didn't have any qualms about eating it. In fact they were thoroughly excited about the idea! Dodo, one of the boys from David family, enthusiastically volunteered to slaughter it for us. "Shall I sharpen my knife?" So on Monday afternoon we gathered with other interested bystanders to watch the demise of our cock. Dodo is an expert. After beheading, soaking, plucking, dismembering and cleaning it he posed reluctantly for a picture. As a thank-you we let him keep the liver, heart and kidneys. After receiving much advice on cooking it we finally decided to boil it for a while and then cooked it up with tomatoes, onions, peppers and some herbs. Served over rice it was a memorable meal! Our kids certainly know where chicken comes from!