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FINALLY,
today,
things are BACK to normal here on-island

holidays are OFFICIALLY over & DONE..!!..

children are BACK-in-school..!!!..

the pace has changed, SIGNIFICANT-ly

more about this later.
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'member i told ya/posted that party-time was over last Saturday-night..??..

well,
i couldn't have been MORE-wrong

:-(

when i got back to yard,
after sundown
went down the road to get a nice ital-ish-ous something from RastaVin --- had the a GREAT soup/sip.

on the way
at the cross-road
there was a DJ set-up playing music (loudly)
a bar-selling area was set-up and ready to go/sell

a guy had a jerk-cooking set-up
with some drinks for sale

idiot-me,
had forgotten
about the annual back-to-school par-tay
that they have in the neighborhood

although i didn't hang around,
'cause i was PARTY-ed-OUT,
i heard today that they did party until about 6-am-ish

:-(

* whew *

i don't know how *they* do what they do when it comes to party-ing
moi, CAN'T manage,,,, no-Sir..!!.... can't dew-wheat


nevertheless,

'member::>> i'm 'spose to be fasting (a likkle bit), and eating good-er stuff, than I had been. .... less meat, and other things.

well,
on the way to get my soup/sip/ital-something
i saw that the party-cook had what looked like jerk-pork on the grill.

* sigh *

mi not had jerk pork, yet

but i was strong, and resisted the temptation
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went home
chilled on my bamboo bench
listened to music
counted stars
smoked CravenA's

when voice/oink whispered in my ear:::>> "...go eat some pork.."

so,
i got up and went BACK down the road
to buy some pork.
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i walked up to the party-cook
"..you got any more pork..??.."

he paused
pondered
looked a likkle puzzled

then,
he-SAY:::>> "... COME, with me Bill.."

we walked into the yard,
approached the big-house

he paused at the verandaH
to asked a friendly-looking elderly lady::>> "..Do you/we have anymore pork..??.... Bill wants to buy some pork....."

she-too,
paused
pondered
looked a likkle puzzled

then,
she-SAY::>> "..Whatcha want..??..... $100, $200, or $300...??.."

mi-SAY::>> "..just a little .... $200, will be fine.."


to-party-cook, She-SAY:::>> "..GO, look in the oven,,, slice off some pork for him.... just be SURE to leave some for my Sunday dinner.."

to-me-She-SAY::>> "..you want bread..??."
mi-SAY::> "..yes mamm,,, please.."

jumping ahead:::>> the pork was WONDER-FULL

:-)
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as i munched glee-fully
on my pork
listening to the DJ's music
tapping my foot
watching the party-cook do his thing

i saw him pull off the grill
a meat.... that *looked* like pork,
to sell to a customer

"..what's that..???.." <<<<:: mi-SAY

"..jerk chicken-back.."

".ooooooooooooooooooooooh." <<<<::::mi-SAY
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i felt like an idiot
AND
i felt really & true-ly blessed

here's the deal::>>>> under the darkness of the night/evening, to my stupid-from-foreign-eye-balls,
the chicken-back looked like what i thought was pork.

they party-cook
AND
the lady-of-the-house
went out of their way to please ME...!!..

they weren't selling pork..!!!..
pork was NOT on the party-menu

* sigh *

i love this place and (of course) it's people

"...land we love.."
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