From Andalouse to Zebra
My Andalouse sauce* is finished. Yesterday, I scraped the very last bit from the jar. Not even a jar from one of the well-known sauce brands. After all, there is only so much you can fit into a suitcase when travelling from Belgium. And sooner or later, those supplies run out. That is when you start wondering: could I make this myself? As it turns out, yes. Jeroen Meus has a recipe for that. But my last batch is now gone and no, I am not going to make another one. These days, every jar that gets emptied feels like a small victory. These are my last weeks in this flat, in this city, in this country. In a few weeks, I will pack up my belongings once again, just as I did before in Rwanda , Vietnam , South Africa and Zambia. This weekend, I take some time off. With the Ramblers, we go for a walk in Kenneth Stainbank Nature Reserve, a small green oasis in Yellowwood Park, Durban. After all the rain, the vegetation is lush. Everything seems to be in bloom. On one of the em...