This week there were two lunches for everyone in the village. One was to celebrate someone’s birthday (I ate the food and didn’t even meet the birthday boy!) and the second was to celebrate a particular god’s day. This meal was hosted by the temple and we ate in the village school grounds. Everybody comes to eat in several sittings and the scale of the cooking is astonishing considering everything is cooked over an open fire and takes a whole day and night. I will never moan about cooking on a campsite again!

The hardest thing is trying not to put your dirty foot in your dinner

Bhart trying to scav a bit extra

Dal anyone?

So this is where Stan's Cafe rice ended up

Next sitting...

The next night it all starts again!

Now that's what I call a cooking pot!