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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South African Culinary Heritage
being sympathetic to one another’s pain; without any
disrespect overshadowing any possible reconciliation, and
healing!
Forgiveness is God’s prerogative> Our nature is not
inclined to forgive; it is only God who can make us forgive
the people who may have hurt us. Because of the complexity
of forgiveness, during the struggle to forgive others, it is
important to acknowledge the difficulty to God. Ideally, one
should say, “Lord, I know you want me to forgive so and so. But I
am unable to.” And, then, one should continue in prayer, “I
am filled with hate and resentment for this person and I do not want
to feel this way, but I do.”
Then, God will purge you of these ill feelings; especially, if
you are honest and do not camouflage these troubled
emotions with self-righteousness. In forgiveness, God is the
hero; not us. Therefore, we cannot even pride ourselves
regarding the people we have forgiven. If we do, this would
be coming from a place of self-righteousness.
Forgiveness is from God; for us. It for those we have hurt and
for those who have hurt us. The more we understand this,
the lesser we will boast. Without openness, the closureseeking
discussions are pointless and time wasting;
therefore, there should also be no deception.
Deception is evil no matter what and how you label it. It
starts with trivial things like surprises. Surprise party, surprise
birthday etc. etc. The truth of the matter is, you have to
deceive the person to be able to surprise them. Be wary of
surprises, they are a sly way of training us on how to deceive
each other. For me deception sneaked into my life through
covering up the wrongs in my marriage. Over the years the
more I covered up the more covering up was necessary. And
the more skillful I became in covering up.
Soon, without noticing, deception became the nature of
how I related to people. I could never say what I want to
say and what I was saying was never what I really meant.
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