I received an invitation to a barbeque with about 50 college students, and the Lord allowed me to go. There were hundreds of people at the sweet potato harvest festival. We were just a small group. I could try to explain the day to you, or I could just post pictures to explain for me. -I think I shall do the latter.- Sorry about the lighting folks... it was unavoidable in some pictures.
First, we had to hollow out a place in the ground. Then, piece by piece, we began to build the ovens out of clods of dirt.
We had five pits for 50 people. (And that was just barely enough.)
Everyone helped in one way or another. If you weren't building the oven, you hauled wood. If you weren't doing that, you wrapped potatoes and corn in foil.
Lathe... fond memories.
Each oven/pit had a hole in the bottom to put the wood in to burn. Sometimes, they also have a hole in the top to put the food in later.
Dad, you'd love it... they start the fire with a blow torch.
There was a tremendous amount of smoke! Everyone cried. Here's why: before using the oven, they have to harden it, so the first thing that cooks is the dirt. As long as the fire keeps burning, that means the dirt is still burning, but if the fire goes out and the dirt is black, it's time to put the food in.
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