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Last but Not Least, A Tour of the "Kitchen" and Our Last Supper
Our last evening in the Serengeti, we get a tour of the "kitchen". After all these days of game-watching and good eating, we are beginning to feel a bit like hippos ourselves, and we finally get to see some of the technology behind making a meal in the bush!
The oven is an oversized tin box, placed over charcoal embers, with a shovel full of charcoal on top for "even" heat.
In approximately 5 minutes, you have fresh bread. Kitchen remodeling ideas: Replace the Thermador with a charcoal pit.
For our "last supper", we'll eat out. We dine situated on the granite outcropping (Kopje) behind camp, with a panoramic view of the Serengeti. Our cooks start grilling the chicken, ribs, and kebob.
Left: Cocktail hour cheers from the "Singles Club" -- Bill, Julie, and Dee. Right: Chief steward Boniphace (spelled with a "ph") pours Joan some "dry white wine" (that's a tale in itself) and maitre'd Kiki pops open a brewski for me.
Lynn, Sumpter, and Linda hold onto their sunglasses and cocktail glasses, as a stiff savanna breeze sends the placemats flying.
After our dinner, we gather around the campfire and gave our special thanks, in Swahili, to each and every member of the staff.
Our driver, Ali, left. Bush woman Lynn, center. Our Guide, Robert Nathan, right. Everyone was ... in one word ... unforgettable. Tutaonana Tena!
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