She took us to the back of the terreiro, where there was a multicolored banquet of manioc, pimento, coco, amendoim, gengibre, moqueca de siri-mole, vatapá, efó, caruru, black beans with farofa, amid a languid odor of African spices, sweet and strong tropical flavors, which we tasted dutifully, knowing we were sharing the food of the ancient Sudanese gods. --Umberto Eco, 1988, Foucault's Pendulum, p. 188
She took us to the back of the terreiro, where there was a multicolored banquet of manioc, pimento, coco, amendoim, gengibre, moqueca de siri-mole, vatapá, efó, caruru, black beans with farofa, amid a languid odor of African spices, sweet and strong tropical flavors, which we tasted dutifully, knowing we were sharing the food of the ancient Sudanese gods.
--Umberto Eco, 1988, Foucault's Pendulum, p. 188