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One thing you gotta say for Snaotheus and KrisDi: They feed you rilly rilly good. I drove down yesterday intending and expecting to just hang out at the house, and they stuffed me full of the ineffably wonderful Naan ‘n’ Curry food for lunch, then we trucked over to Pam’s Kitchen for our first experience of Trinidadian food for dinner. Seriously awesome. We had, collectively, dahlpuri with beef and chicken curriy rotis and jerk chicken, some of the best habanero hot sauce I’ve ever tasted, and citrus rum punch, sorrel rum punch, and sorrel as drinks. The sorrel was fantastic: tart and sweet, with serious cinnamon and clove flavors cooked into it. I grew up with sorrel as a salad green, but this is evidently a kind of hibiscus flower petal. Yummmm.
We got to Pam’s just before it opened for the evening, and a crowd of people were already hanging around the door. We got in, but “had” to sit at the bar rather than a table. This turned out to be delightful, since we got to talk with the young man who was working back there, who turned out to be Pam’s son.
KrisDi and Snaotheus also sampled quite a few beers at Malt & Vine during the afternoon. They’re funny when they’re tipsy. 
And visited bookstores, where I was extremely restrained and couldn’t find the one book I was looking for.
And they gave me my Christmas present, which turns out to be a stunning, sophisticated photo album of their wedding, chock full of wonderful Matt photos of them and everybody else, including young LaRyantrelle, having a great time together. Yay!
Oh, in case you can’t tell, the emoticon at the top is of a person so stuffed that her cheeks have popped out.