When our housekeeper, Asunta, arrived today, she was carrying a plastic grocery bag. "Have you ever had these before?" she asked and pulled out what I at first thought were fake doves like you would buy at a craft store to stick in some flower arrangement. As they started flapping frantically, however, I realized that they were not fake at all. "I can't remember what they're called in English, but they are very delicious in a soup for children." Isaac and Nora were jumping up and down with excitement and one of the birds was relieving itself on our floor.
"Um, pigeons?" I ventured.
"Yes! That's it."
Isaac hoped she would cook one for us. I was glad she didn't. She was taking them on the bus out to another town where she has a sick friend who could use some nourishing...pigeon...broth. So now we know what those women on the bus have in their bags!