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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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part of the church structure. It was more like a cult, with an

emphasis on honouring and obeying the leadership and the

church rules; not Christ centered at all. So, all what Mr

Maphosa was saying at that time, was foreign to me; and, as

a result, I did not heed his words of wisdom. So I had lived

to regret this, as my marriage crumbled, taking no prisoners!

The preparations continue and during the hectic activities

my mother takes my hand and leads me to a corner. This

particular incident is still so vivid in my mind that I

remember the exact place where we were standing: “Eunice,

I have some information that tells me this marriage is at

great risk. You can continue to date, but there are things

you need to know and be prepared for, before you commit

yourself to this marriage. Should you want to call off the

wedding I will support you, it is not too late.”

As with the previous incidence, I do not remember the

answer I gave my mother. I recall many things about my life,

but this one thing I do not remember. The fact is I dismissed

the advice and the wedding went ahead! Strike 3.

More than thirty years later I find myself back home. Back

home because I disobeyed my mother and got married

against her advice. I was also disobedient and ignored

counsel regarding my marriage from two other loving

elders, my uncle (Strike 1) and former school teacher Mr

Maphosa(Strike2). And because of this disobedience

disaster befell me. The bible is full of warnings against the

consequences of disobedience, and overflowing with

highlights regarding the rewards of obedience. Going back

home in my old age, gave me an opportunity to make it right

with my beloved mother. And my life at 65 is back on track

and for this I am grateful!

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