Big Braai

"What kind of animal is it?", I ask my host after he - with the help of two other men- puts the spit into the big black braai. "A lamb. but it's only a small one", he says, while he picks up the start cables of the car battery that's attached to side of the braai. After making contact the spit starts turning. He closes the door of the braai en we get ourselfs some drinks. Suddenly half an hour later shouting sounds from the braai-area. Oh no, the braai de-railed!!! (I must admit these are two words I thought I would never use in one sentence). From all over the garden guys are running towards the braai to help out in this emergency. After two minutes the whole lamb tumbles down and takes the coals with it. I poor myself another glass of wine and give some unwanted advice, based upon my experience with the 20 cm aluminum dispensable bbq I used in Holland once.
The situation is resolved quickly though. It takes five men only twenty minutes to get the lamb back in the braai. This time it stays put. Three hours later, the lamb is done and I get myself a big plate of salad.