It was breakfast, lunch and dinner combined in the sole meal of the day and it looked suitably unappetising.
The Chetemu children were sitting down to a dish of dried worms. Still, better than going hungry, they told me.
Their father has the last of the wild fruit to feed his family; but after that, who knows?
In this part of southern Zimbabwe everyone seemed hungry.
The country, like others in the region, is suffering its worst drought in more than two decades.
No one can blame president Robert Mugabe for failure of the rains that have left around three million people in need of food aid.
But they can - and often do - blame him for a ruinous economic policy that has robbed Zimbabwe, once an African success story, of the resources it needs to cope with the crisis.
We found many Zimbabweans still waiting desperately for help, whether from government or foreign NGOs.
Mugabe has just turned 92. I was at his birthday celebrations last weekend. Not a modest occasion. Loyalists call him the Moses of Africa, after all.
No plates of worms to be seen. Rather, there were two giant cakes. The president and his guests tucked in. Let them eat cake, as someone once said.