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After the morning of preparing and cooking, we feasted. On mutton. So much mutton. There was also some salad and french fries and an onion and hot sauce. I wasn't a huge fan of the rib meat because it's kind of fatty, but the brochettes, or which-kabobs we made were really good! That being said, mutton is kind of tough in general which is why most Americans eat lamb and just talk about mutton in fantasy novels set in the Middle Ages. ("Boy! Bring me a leg of mutton and a flagon of wine. I'm going to hunt the boar.")

After our feast, Mimi and Rose dressed me, tressed me, and make-upped me like I was a doll. They did the same to themselves and once everyone was ready, we went to visit my Senegalese grandmother (Pape Sow's mother). Everyone gets really dressed up for Tabaski, often having dresses specially made. I just borrowed a shirt and skirt from Mimi and it worked just fine. 

The whole city shuts down and you see quite a few sheep carcasses lying around. It's also interesting how, practically overnight, actually literally overnight, all the street sheep are gone. It's kind of sad when you think that they've all been eater or cooked and stored away, not that they were particularly happy being penned in close together and tied at the legs.