Astonishing hospitality.
I have no words to adequately describe what it’s like to be welcomed into a community with open arms and a full fledged feast, except to say that it’s something I hope everybody can experience at least once. I’m endlessly grateful that this is something I’ve ran into a few times but each of them left a profound impact.
El Carrizal is up in the mountains. It’s a small community of about 300 people. And they wanted to have a feast. They’ve been wanting to for a year.
Barbacoa- the kind where you prepare a goat underground and overnight takes effort. The goats are precious. The labor that goes into this is communal. So it’s usually reserved for when dignitaries or governors pass through, which isn’t all that often, especially in the last year.
This kind of feast is a big deal, so when they prepared one for us while we came to visit? I felt so undeserving but grateful for every bit. They made sure we were stuffed!
My belief is that this kind of hospitality radically makes the world better. It’s impossible for me to have gotten such a reception without wanting to welcome others with all the warmth of an underground barbacoa pit.
