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JUSTICE MALALA: The way we used to eat
Finding a link between feasting in a rural Limpopo village and dining out at a renowned city restaurant in cosmopolitan Cape Town
My parents are from Ga-Modjadji, Tzaneen, and people from those parts don’t take long to remind you just how proud they are of themselves. The long line of Queen Modjadjis, the leaders of possibly the only matrilineal kingdom in the world, believe they can make rain. I should hook them up with Helen Zille in the Cape. Every little bit would help our southern brothers and sisters in these dry times for the province.Two weeks ago we had a big family pow-wow in Ga-Modjadji. It’s a bit like the ANC’s national executive committee meetings, except that we don’t have a divisive character like Jacob Zuma in our midst. And we generally like each other. We arrived late on Friday and fell into bed with the sounds of crickets outside and the most gorgeous starry sky. You have to love this country. It’s beautiful. I woke up on Saturday to the most delicious smell. It was roasting pig. My nephew Khethate had seven pigs. There are six now. He had slaughtered one the weekend before in preparation. ...
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