Alex dug the hole near the terrace where the umu was going to be.
Starting the umu.
The pua'a dilemma The day before we were to do the umu, we got a call from the butcher that the smallest pig they could get was a 25kg one…arrrggghhh
Here we are, amateurs and as you can see it was a huge pig... omigosh what did we agree to! Here's the pig dwarfing Oliver(right) and his friend David(left).
The pro's at work heh heh. Our uncle who's in England called up and I told him we were doing a umu and he exclaimed, "Kalofa e ia Alex" meaning poor Alex. He gave us some last minute instructions on what to do and off we went with some confidence coupled with apprehension..lol. Ia gale kaalo a le keige Savaii, choo hoo!
Substituting by covering the umu with blankets and oak leaves from the garden.
A few beers and two hours later we uncovered the umu to see how lil' piggy was doing!
Carving the puaa and munching on the pa'u mu(crackling) at the same time. Yummy. While Peter(in red) and Marvin(background) looked on.
With all the pork he could dream of, lol.