Albert and some of his friends had already prepared the Umu pit. Which really isn't a pit at all - unlike a Luau, where the meat is cooked under the ground, Samoans cook their "Umu" on the ground. As you can see, Albert lay what is (I think) banana tree logs in a square, and filled the center with small rocks. He had extra wood and coconut husks to help with the heat.
I mean, they had gathered a lot of huge leaves to put on the pit (which is not a difficult thing to do around here).
Then we waited for about ----- an hour and a half. The turkey; or should I say 3 turkeys, were finished! We took off the tarp and leaves,
and slowly (carefully) removed the rocks and food.
Dinner was served! No waiting for hours and hours for turkeys to cook. Not much hassle. And man, was there a lot of food!After dinner, we had pies and played games until late. It was really fun. We missed our families, though. As interesting and fun as this Thanksgiving was, there is truly no place like home for the holidays.