The South African national sausage is boerewors. A funny word that makes small English children giggle uncontrollably. Both the rs are trilled and the w is a strong v-sound.
With the coming weekend marking our National Braai Day – the rather surreal initiative of our government to get everyone to up their carbon footprint and make fires on which they will turn meat into carcinogenic meals – supermarket tills will ring merrily in the next few days as people stock up on their requisite boerewors.
I personally don’t like it much, which is fine as my husband won’t eat it and my daughter refuses even to speak its name. But I had been asked to do a food shoot for a magazine; they needed a shot of a dish which often accompanies boerewors, pap en uie.
This, directly translated, is porridge and onions. Bizarre, I agree. A stiffish maize porridge* topped with fried onions, not for me thanks. But I had to make the dish and didn’t like to throw it away. We had two local chaps here doing some paintwork on the house, so I dashed out and got some sausage to fry; they were very happy indeed with their unexpected lunchtime feast.
*Grits in America and Polenta in Italy. I’d love to know if other countries have anything similar.
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