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EAT THE WOR LD
Clockwise from top:
Khorkhog is a traditional
stew of sheep, potatoes,
vodka, and water; a freshly
butchered sheep hangs
in the yurt; a mix of
Soviet and Asian objects
furnish the Bayraa tent.
an hour, the steam was gone,
the meat brown and tender.
We ate this offering with
our hands, and after the last
rib was picked clean, we drank
vodka. The river stones, still
warm and slick with lamb
fat, were passed from host to
guest, thawing chilly hands
and feet as we sat, elbow to
elbow, communing beneath
that big Mongolian sky.
the boys’ uncle set them over
a bed of glowing hot coals to
begin the khorkhog.
Once added to the pot, the
river stones sizzled, searing
the ribs and chops like little
cast-iron skillets. Vodka and
water were poured in, creating
a giant puff of steam. Sealed
with a lid weighted down with
a wrench, the cauldron of
rocks was put over fire, and in