While in Bora Bora, we were treated to lunch on a motu (island along the outer reef) that was fit for the wildest dreams of a lost boy. Meat was cooked in an traditional Tahitian underground oven and fruits added to the fare on a plate of giant leaves on a tray made from a palm frond. Fingers were the only utinsels and there were no bowls, bon apatite! But I do believe I saw a Polynesian Peter Pan and Tinkerbel was definitely there.
Retired physician with interests in writing, photography, music, and astronomy. I have written multiple stories of life experiences, travel, and astronomy, and have been playing the ukulele for 10 years. My wife Fairy and I travel frequently to the Pacific Islands of Hawaii, and French Polynesia, and I have learned several of their native-language songs.
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I would love to have a treat like that. Food is a great adventure for me.
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