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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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South African Culinary Heritage

attention, I picked up my husband’s signal and, with

extreme confidence, I had charged to the kitchen, to

accordingly alert the chef. As I had entered the kitchen, I

met the chef without his jacket on, and it had looked like he

was leaving. Concerned, I had followed him, and –

confirming my suspicions, as he was storming out – he had

said: “I am leaving, I will see you on Monday.”

But, this was no time for any further discussions, as the table

was waiting; so I rushed back to the kitchen. On the kitchen

floor was the kitchen assistant. “I am tired, Mama,” she had

announced, exasperated, and had then sprawled out,

prostrate, on the floor.

For a moment, my mind was riddled with questions:

“Why would this happen, when the table was going so

well?”

“What do I say to the guest?”

And, “What about the other kitchen staff?”

Oh no! They are out, on lunch! As always, whenever things

go awry, I got to my little corner – to have that desperate

sincere talk – a despairing one-on-one. Within a few

seconds, I had managed to gather some strength, and to

wear my thinking cap, and came up with a strategy.

I broke down the sixty guests into table sittings of three

tables of thirty, twenty and ten people. I had then set the

decorative serving dishes in accordance with the differently

sized table sittings.

One table at a time, I had streamlined the ingredients for

the corresponding platings; and, as each waiter and waitress

had fetched the desserts, they had finished off the matching

garnish for me, as well. Instead of a mess, what a well-oiled

conveyor belt this had turned out to be. Later, in the

passage, I overheard the host talking to my husband and

daughter Mothei, applauding them for a job well done.

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