Bamatick

The villagers were pretty cool about sharing food with us.  They probably thought we were starving to death.  One day, I was handed a plate with a bright pink hunk of meat quivering on it.  I politely asked “Who is this?” and the man told me “Pi,” which I knew to be Tapir.  I must’ve looked confused so he mimicked the dying noise of the animal.  Super helpful.  It was pretty gamey, but one doesn’t look bush meat in the mouth.  Thus was born Tepu Teriyaki Tapir, the other pink flesh.