My First Supra

My neighbours kindly invited me to the feast (“supra” in Georgian), knocking on my door around 5:30.  I joined the men sitting outside smoking and talking—mostly about football, from the few words I picked up.  From inside the house I could hear the women talking loudly to each other as they prepared the table; delicious [...]

Saturday Means Fresh Lamb

Woke up yesterday around 9, and happened to glance out the window that overlooks the little courtyard that I share with three or four other apartments, as two men were decapitating this sheep with a stout axe.  I watched transfixed from my window as they hacked away at it’s head; they noticed me watching and [...]