One of the things I’ve always loved about living in a foreign country is the chance to try out new foods. From shema, to steaks au poivre, to fire-hot curry, I’ll try it all. Okay, well, maybe not all. I’ve managed to drawn the line at fried worms and sheep brains, but for the most part, I love not only trying out new dishes, but learning how to make them as well.
In West Africa I learned how to make Ghanaian peanut stew and spicy fish sauce. In France it was rocklett and crepes.
Right now, my latest effort is curry.
I’ve tried a dozen or so recipes and finally found my favorite curry mix. Rajah. There’s nothing like cabbage with curry. . .chicken with potatoes and curry. . .beans and curry. . .
So no takeout tonight (not that Duiwelskloof has a great choice--or any choice really--of take out) . . .we’re having curry.
