OUR FIRST IFTAR

Tonight we were invited to one of Lance's co-worker's house for an iftar dinner. Because this guy is single he lives with his parents. Iftar is the breaking of the fast during Ramadan and families get together to eat. I can definitely say we were the main attraction at this family's gathering. We arrived at 6:30 pm with our girls already hungry and on the Virge of getting tired. All of this family is waiting for the prayer call to go off so they can break their fast while our girls are fighting over a sip cup of juice. Once the prayer call went off they all dove for the dates and ate the most delicious lentil soup. They scarfed it down in time to run to the mosque for prayer. (the men went to the mosque and the women stayed and prayed in the house) During this time the lady of the house had to rearrange some of her crystal because Camille was headed right for it. Our kids were loud and cranky. We were doomed from the start. After prayer they all returned and we ate a delicious meal...chicken, rice with green sauce, yogurt salad. During dinner Evelyn loudly asked me "is there pepper on that" I told her no and it was not spicy. After she took a bite she loudly announced "some thing's wrong with this chicken" Oh yes she said it. I could have crawled under the table. We managed to make it through the rest of the meal. One of the 20 year old girl cousins played with the girls and help us out tremendously. After dinner, dessert and tea was served. One of the older men showed Evelyn how to put the sugar in the tea and taught her to eat the sugar off the spoon. Needless to say she got more sugar than she needed. Great, that was all that we needed. We managed to make it without breaking anything nor offending anyone, we think. The family was very nice and warm to us. They spoke excellent English and most of the men were very funny. Lance and I had a great evening and feel a little bit more cultured now. Most of all we feel like we survived Iftar with our girls.