
Then in the evening we went to Ta'alas for dinner and a lesson. They live up Waimea Valley and have 2 houses, one for them and 1/2 their children and mother and the other next door for the other 1/2 of the kids and their grand kids. Sister Ta'ala works for the school lunch program and Brother Ta'ala has his own Taro patch (6 acres) farther up the valley. We had a great lesson, The Gospel of Jesus Christ, the grand kid version. It was great and they loved it. Then we had a wonderful turkey dinner with all the trimmings with the exception of rice instead of potatoes. As the food was passed around a big bowl of what looked like purple potatoes came round. I took one to be polite. As it turns out is was taro cooked in coconut milk with onions. Can I tell you it was delicious! Yumm. I was so surprised. "You don't like poi right?" said Tama. I said I didn't but loved these. Even had a second helping. When we left he even sent some home with us. While we were eating Tama said. That lesson was the 4th Article of Faith right? "Yes, it was," we said. We hope he will come back to full activity while are here. He is a good man.
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