We just had another fun lunch around the big table. I had fried chicken and rice with fine dene sauce from the little cafeteria downstairs. They put more hot peppers in their fine dene so my rice was spicier than usual. Plus there was a jar of some condiment that took off the roof of my mouth when I tried it. I passed it to one of my companions who calmly spooned a bunch of it on to her tuna fish sandwich.

They got to talking about various foods they had eaten and described one of Guam's favorite dishes, fruit bat. Apparently these bats, which are endangered now, are stewed whole, wings, fur and all. One woman described her mother eating the wings. And the young man at the end of the table, a Philipino, told of seeing someone preparing dog for dinner. He described how they bashed it on the head and were burning off the fur when the dog woke up. Not a good topic for the dinner table.

We topped off the meal with betel nut. I managed to chew mine up but felt no rush or other effect except that my mouth dried out and my saliva began to run fast. I had to rinse my mouth several times to get it out. I don't know what they see in that stuff.