That was the official name of the wedding party Peter and Amy threw for Amy’s friend Martha and her newly betrothed, Hakan. We never really ascertained whether the Turks got the whole joke, but none of them seemed offended that we were fixated on their not eating pork.
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Oh yeah–there was another lamb roast over the weekend.
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Apologies for being the most self-centered (and worse, stomach-centered) blogger ever.
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I’m getting a little worried about myself. All this bluster about fresh-killed meat, but this weekend I was dealing with a few chickens from the petting zoo and felt a small twinge of nausea.
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