As the dancers make their way back to their huts to change, the village chief raises their glass, a signal to cheer as others come forward, platters of food being placed on the low tables. Before you sits plates of gingered meats and vegetables. The baskets of fruits spiced with clove and cinnamon draw your eyes, urging you to take some. Sweet breads baked with a nutmeg crust sit next to bowls of thick molasses. Sugared almonds decorate a plate of mashed pumpkin, tenderly blended into a cheesecake spread delight. It's a feast fit for the Gods.