SOUTH AFRICAN CULINARY HERITAGE
The book South African Culinary Heritage by Eunice Rakhale, is about local food history and traditions interlaced with family conversations. It illustrates the culinary diversity of Southern African cuisine and some neighbouring countries, comparing the similarities and unique palatable heritages thereof. Written in a conversational style, the book is a handy culinary compilation which will bestow the reader with explorations regarding local African lifestyles history, art, clothing, music and perhaps even some song and dance. For tourists visiting these African countries – possessing a diversity of ethnic cultures, it is a worthy read regarding heritage and of-course African cuisine. A guide which should be included in any tourist’s travel pack and families. It is about a genuine story told with an extraordinary ability that draws parallel between the author’s struggle in the restaurant industry and in her personal life. Ultimately, her passion for food is where she finds solace to learn, heal and grow. Mother Daughter relationships can be extremely complex and Eunice is no exception. In the book, besides a plethora of authentic recipes and history, she shares candidly about her strained relationship with her daughter Mothei Makhetha. Being estranged for seven years, Mothei writes her mother a letter, in a desperate cry for help, which she hopes will begin the healing process. After receiving the letter, circumstances of her life took Eunice back home to her mother in Moletsane, Soweto. This happens while she is researching her culinary book authenticating the recipes through the help of her mother. This handing down of recipes from her mother gets them connected on a very deep level, thus, creating compassion and trust they never had. In desperation Eunice seeks counselling from her own mother to try and mend the relationship with her daughter. Their journey is one of true and sincere conversations handed down from one generation to another, around family meals and prayerful family meetings.
The book South African Culinary Heritage by Eunice Rakhale, is about local food history and traditions interlaced with family conversations. It illustrates the culinary diversity of Southern African cuisine and some neighbouring countries, comparing the similarities and unique palatable heritages thereof. Written in a conversational style, the book is a handy culinary compilation which will bestow the reader with explorations regarding local African lifestyles history, art, clothing, music and perhaps even some song and dance. For tourists visiting these African countries – possessing a diversity of ethnic cultures, it is a worthy read regarding heritage and of-course African cuisine. A guide which should be included in any tourist’s travel pack and families.
It is about a genuine story told with an extraordinary ability that draws parallel between the author’s struggle in the restaurant industry and in her personal life. Ultimately, her passion for food is where she finds solace to learn, heal and grow.
Mother Daughter relationships can be extremely complex and Eunice is no exception. In the book, besides a plethora of authentic recipes and history, she shares candidly about her strained relationship with her daughter Mothei Makhetha. Being estranged for seven years, Mothei writes her mother a letter, in a desperate cry for help, which she hopes will begin the healing process. After receiving the letter, circumstances of her life took Eunice back home to her mother in Moletsane, Soweto. This happens while she is researching her culinary book authenticating the recipes through the help of her mother. This handing down of recipes from her mother gets them connected on a very deep level, thus, creating compassion and trust they never had. In desperation Eunice seeks counselling from her own mother to try and mend the relationship with her daughter.
Their journey is one of true and sincere conversations handed down from one generation to another, around family meals and prayerful family meetings.
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Eunice Rakhale-Molefe
gone ahead and pursued a relationship with him. This little
occurrence of deception was always at the back of my mind
and it had kept on troubling me; but I did not know what
to do with it, or how to handle it. Without realising it, I had
accepted it and it had become part of the foundation of our
relationship; and it would later haunt our marriage and life.
Thirty years later, as I was reflecting on my life, I came to
realise that accepting that small lie was when I had begun to
set myself up for failure!
I did not know anything about values and morality. No one
had ever taught me what to look for in a man. My parents
never talked to one another or to us. We never even ate
together; so how we could even talk about anything, let
alone about what to look for in a relationship.
I focused on all those crucial aspects that I had missed out
in my childhood, topmost among which was leadership
from someone together with whom I could build a solid
family, with strong foundations. You see, because he was
older than me and with more life experience, I had assumed
that my husband had the qualities that would guide and lead
the family in the right direction – a father figure and role
model that my children could look up to. But, sadly,
sometimes an assumption can be as good as a mere guess.
Greatness, wholesomeness, leadership and being a role
model had collectively formed just an idea of him that I
created in my head. And, for the next thirty years or so, I
spent my time trying to make this idea to become real. Of
course, it never did. My husband possessed many good
qualities that I had admired and enjoyed. He loves to cook
and has a refined flavoursome palate. He is a courteous
entertainer and, therefore, a good host. It is these qualities
that made us go into the restaurant business together.
For the Strike two, it was my former school teacher and
mentor, who was a speaker at the wedding, and had also
raised a warning sign. Just before the ceremony had
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