DINNER WITH GEORGE |
So a slew of us at a convention went. “George” was there, as were others who played the part of house slave servants, for this was 1751 ... 82 years before England, which possessed the island, abolished slavery.
A servant man and woman sat by the dining hall door, playing chamber music on a cello and violin. Another servant woman poured drinks and more served us dinner. We sat at a long table, lit with candles, our only light. It all looked positively colonial.
While Lawrence tried not too successfully, to recover, George was introduced to many (perhaps a couple dozen) eligible young ladies. He actually became smitten with one he knew only as Miss Roberts and came up with Julia in his journal to give her a first name. He did take her to see fireworks, also mentioned in his journal. But, alas, family duty called. He returned home and found a nice wealthy widow to marry. Martha brought with her 10,000 acres of land. Along the way, George outlasted not only Lawrence but Lawrence’s wife and daughter and, so, inherited the family plantation, Mount Vernon. Back at the mansion with our group of visitors, while “George” shared his past, we lit into dinner. It was as authentic as possible ... made only with foods colonists would have had then, prepared in ways they might have prepared it.
First - split pea and eddo soup. Eddo, we learned, is a root vegetable, kind of like a potato. The soup was nice and green tasting. Then something billed as “dolphin and yam pie with plantains.” Not Flipper, of course, but rather a fish somewhat like mahi mahi. Plantains, another tropical vegetable, look like large bananas but taste more like potato. They make great chips.
The main dish, lamb stew with barley, sweet potatoes, carrots and celery, is pretty much what anyone today would find in their bowl. It was nice and meaty and delicious. “George” took time out to eat a bit, then launched back into his story. His teeth later in life were not wood, as some histories tell. Actually, they were real teeth from, sadly, slave cadavers. Tooth problems came much later, but on Barbados, as depicted at this dinner, young George wanted to meet and win over Julia. Which is when the dinner theater produced the fictional Pompey, “George’s” friend but also personal slave. As we sat, spooning in our lamb stew, Pompey entered. He and “George” joked around, then Pompey whispered in “George’s” ear, leading “George” to go around the table to a local woman also in colonial dress and whisper in her ear, which was followed by shy giggles on both sides.
And so the evening went, with “George” telling more of his history. Yes, he broke Julia’s heart by returning to Virginia.
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