What a week !!!
Friday, Austin had his birthday. Son Guy baked his “cake” :
lemon meringue pie. Wowsers.
FIJIAN word for “cake” is keke (kay-kay) and for “pie” is pai (pie).
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The NEXT DAY …. Junia got married !!
Small wedding (about 40 people), huge production (“huge” to me – but not to people who really do HUGE) Note: my poor photos are only a tiny sample of what all went on.
Indian Food: puris (photo above shows a few of them), meat and vegetarian curries, lamb pilau, and more.
Fijian Food: big lovo with cassava, dalo, chickens, palusami and I don’t know what all. Photo is of the cassava peeling the night before … this is what Fijian grooms do instead of having a stag party. And that bandage on Ratu’s head? Everybody was asking him – turns out he ran into some guy’s teeth (no kidding!) while playing rugby.
Japanese food: Mami made a Japanese rice dish that was yummy.
American food: Guy and Akka made something like 20 pizzas. They were a huge hit!
Cakes: Oh geez. Junia wanted one that had a masi design on it like Nigel (son-in-law) got at his wedding, but there is no colored fondant to be gotten in Fiji. Monica worked and worked to figure out a way … and came up with THIS. Beautiful. And DELICIOUS! It had actual coffee in the icing. Oh Lordy! There were two more cakes out and we still have a few cakes in the freezer.
Pavilion, of course. Cloth behind the benches. Woven palms around the posts, Flower petals on the floor. Fijian mats. Way more than you can see here.
Monica was the wedding decoration champ. What an imagination. Here are table decorations she made out of split bamboo, sand, shells and little flowers growing here.
And she did cute signage for all over.
Really cleaned up the road to the pavilion as the ideal site for the reception lunch. There were bolts of cloth for tables.
Head table. Chairs were sourced from the school. Bride was a bit peeved by the chairs. I thought they were a hoot, and convinced her to think of them as her present to me 🙂
Sorry! The couple was back lit. And the ceremony was very short and very sweet.
Eminoni (Junia) and Nicole, right before they said their vows.
Eminoni and Nicole with wedding officer and their ring bearers – Kiki and Leo in matching pocket sulus and white shirts. Cute.
FIJIAN for wedding is vakamau. A “spouse” is wati, so “his wife” is watina, “my husband” is watiqu. “Husband and wife” (together) is veiwatini.
Congratulations, Junia and Nicole!
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But wait, the week held more! It is August – time for Raksha Bandan – the brother-sister time.
I learned to make the Indian sweet “lakri” …. Actually, Ashmita made me do it. ha ha.
Recipe: 1 1/2 cup flour, 1 Tbsp oil – rub it together. Add 2 Tbsp milk powder – rub it in with fingers. Add enough water to make a stiff dough. Roll it into two disks like slightly plump rotis. Fry each lightly. Then cut into little sticks. Deep fry until just golden. Drain and toss with powdered sugar. Easy enough that even I can do it.
When I gave my brothers an Indian sweet that I cooked myself (first time), they were both very proud 🙂
INDIAN word lakri means “stick” – and although it is a very common Indian sweet here – they do not make it in India! This one is Fiji-created. Just found that out!
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New crop. We are still a farm. I saw Austin shaking his head and stomping. He told me that this plant is wasabi (the very very strong Japanese mustard). I nibbled at a leaf – it wasn’t that hot. So I nibbled at a rib. It still wasn’t that hot. I asked him What the heck? Turns out he’d stuck a whole leaf into his mouth!
Na watiqu ulukau. (Reminder: ulu = head, kau = wood)
PS – Junia says this is NOT wasabi. It is only a mustard green.
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And finally … just yesterday …. Farewell
Guy, Mami and their boys left, concluding nearly four months of non-stop family company here at the farm.
FIJIAN for “goodbye” is moce (MO-thay), and for “don’t cry” is kua ni tagi (KOO-ah nee TANG-ee). Sniff.
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Happy week, everybody.
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