I was intrigued to encounter many women in baggy
pantaloons and headscarves making tomato sauce. The fruit, in
an elevated box with a spout, was trodden with bare feet (accompanied by
squishing, squelching and slurping sounds!) so that the resultant liquid ran into
large pans, which were then placed over an open fire in the yard and stirred
with long poles.
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