antonvandeneijkel – Cooking for dummies, for real
Cooking for dummies, for real
EN !!? ……………………………….. WAT is jou PASSIES (met ‘n S, meervoud) ? Passie laat jou leef, passies laat jou JUIG terwyl jy leef………. so; wat is jou passies
January 18, 2018 February 24, 2019 2 Comments
On the shoulder of the raven we fly
Death to the world we cry
Blindness to her suffering I see
Utter stupidity, I do agree
Solutions known to man
But do nothing, that we can
Gluttony shall win the day
And cry we will, at the last Sun ray
Veronderstel dit maak saak
Jou menswees op jou mou
Jou hart, vir almal om te aanskou
Jou drome in jou oë
Vir almal om te sien
Glad nie meer ‘n vertoë
Dat jou eie ek
Die unieke jy
Jou wese bedek
Of doen dit wel?
Dat slegs jyself
oordeel op jou mag fel
Aangeneem, ingeneem, opgeneem
Slegs deur jou oë realiteit
Verstaan slegs jy
Van die onsekerheid
Slegs jy, verstaan
En die eensaamheid
Die dag sal kom
Wat jy sal verstaan dat menswees
Jou eiendom is
Om te maak of breek
Die pyn van onseker
Die siel se leeg
Gevul deur jouself
Vir ‘n hartslied
Ek vra vir jou
Met ‘n smile innie hart
Jy het mos ‘n dam
Ek sê mos vir jou
Na jou dam
Gaan soekie fout
Vra die parra
Onner die blaar
Wat moet jy maak
Met jou donker hart
Ruik ‘n blom
Vang ‘n sonstraal
Sit hom in jou hart,
Ek is sê ek jou
My eie ek, mens
Ek vra jou niks
Ek staan alleen
My pyn my eie
Maar vra my mooi
En smile dan so
En ek smile saam
en huil jy
Huil ek saam
Want ek is mens
“Once we realize we are all mad,
the mysteries disappear
and life is explained.”
Cliché’ op cliché’ van jou
Ek wonner maar net
Van eerste oog tot nou
Of cliché’s die waarheid onthul
Dit vat most tyd
Om fondasies te bou
Wat die swaar van die liefde
Vir altyd kan hou
Ek sê maar net
Die fondasie is klaar gebou
Die liefde se swaarte
Kan dit verseker hou
Jou glimlag die sonneskyn
My purper roos , my hart se punt
My rede vir wees
Hulle vra my wat ek dink
My lippe spreek my hart
Tussen hart, en brein
Is die mond egter
se pad te klein
Plant ‘n boom
Ek voel maar net
Om my stem te hef
Teen elke stem
Wat konstant so raas
Wat jy oor praat
Wat jy van weet
Die kat en safraan
Op die hoogste kruine
Basuin jy opinies
Luidkeels oor vlak en daal
In almal se keel gestop
Ek vra jou net
Met oorsout trane
Wat jy beoog
Met jou tirade
Die son skyn,
Die water is min
Raad in oorvloed
Raas is baie
Doen is min
Bere jou simbale
Verlaat jou kruin
Maak stil jou stem
Maak vuil jou hande
Bring weer hoop
(Vir my maatjie Clara Slabbert)
Clara se stoel
En so sê maatjie Clara
Vandag finaal totsiens
Gif het ‘n magtige vrou
Hierdie dag finaal gevou
‘n Groter gees
die was daar nie
met glimlag en stem
almal se harte gewen
Hart ten volle oop
Genoeg was te min
Niks was te veel
Haar eie seer met min gedeel
Herrinnering is daar baie
Stories te vertel
Staaltjies by die gross
Die ken ons almal mos
‘n leemte vir tyd onbeperk
Wat kan ek sê, woorde ontbreek
Weinig kon teen haar opweeg
Clara se stoel………. is nou leeg
Ek kyk om my
En sien jou nie
Ek soek jou wese
Maar sien jou nie
Soekend na jou
En wonder konstant
Met my hart nou oop
Jy, jou wese
Is nou myne
Ons is een
Luid en oordonderende
Jou opinie op sosiale media
Wat jy wil sê
sal menigte gou van weet
Brawe krygers wat veg
Met al wat leef en beef
Want JOU opinie
Is van allerhoogste belang
Maar wanneer die nood druk
En jou media tirades stil raak
Dan wonder die res
Waar sit jou hart
Vir ‘n lafhartige kryger
Sosiale media se slagveld
NET die plek
Om oorlog te maak
Vra jouself die vraag
Of feitlik my opinie
Korrek en eerlik is
En of jy net bek wil rek
maak van bier
Die woestyn se nektar
Les van siele dors
Witslang jy praat my taal
Jou stille lied
Vir vanaand se slaap
Vandag bedank ek jou
Vir jou mooi
In dust I find my heart
Under trees my rest
Next to water my peace
in my friends my laughter
In my daughter, hope
and in my wife my home
Die pyn van weg gee
Is joune alleen
My vrae was vele
Andwoorde was daar nie
Tyd egter, bring verstaan
Van pyn van weg gee
Verlies en verlange
se stem nooit stil
Bovenal dan nog
Vra ek dan die vraag
Wat maak dit saak
En ek kan glimlag
Funny thing, human beings. We proclaim to be “independent” “don’t need anybody” “prefer to do things on my own”, where, truth be spoken, we NEED to belong.
We belong to clubs, groups, communities. I belong” to two “groups”: the two wheelers, and the online gaming group.
Both of them not your normal, average group. The online gaming group is a bunch of old ballies like me, who like to “shoot” people in virtual reality, and enjoy the VOIP chats.We visit each other, become “real life” friends, braai together, and help each other.
The “two wheelers”, well THAT’s another thing. Recently a rider from the Strand was critically injured. The way bikers got together,to pray, and be there for the family was phenomenal.The community spirit in the biker community is something that must be experienced, to be believed. You touch one, you touch all. From builders to bakers, mechanics to professors, on two wheels, we are all equal. Yes, dual purpose riders, speed freaks, weekday commuters, and even Harley riders all come together, one group……………we ride.True, you get the odd one who does not “belong”, but that is their choice.
Whether you “belong” to the biker fraternity, the crochet community, or a charity organisation,does not matter. It is nice to belong. You do not have to NEED it, but it is still a good thing to have in your life. It is nice to belong.(YES, I know Mrs Kruger, “NICE” is NOT a nice word to use,as you told us SO MANY times in Std 9)
I hope you belong to a “nice” group. We are, after all, pack animals. Mankind is not designed to be alone.
Actually, blogging is weird………. On Facebook, people comment on what you say, but on the blog, you have 100 hits for the day, but no response.
I need feedback please. What kind of cooking hints, less jabber, more recipes, etc etc etc
Your feedback will make it easier for me, to give you what you want. I started this blog, because people and food fascinate me. I like to learn about what makes mankind tick, and also what can be done with food, so it become sustenance for not only the body, but also for the soul.
I had friends over for a “braai” the past weekend, and once again confirmed that good friends, and good food goes together.
So, please teach me, and drop me a mail.
ADHD, smarties for grownups
February 12, 2015 January 16, 2018 Leave a comment
Yep, sticky little subject, this ADHD thing for grown-ups…… LOTS AND LOTS of opinions, from LOTS AND LOTS of different people. This piece, is going to take time. I will post it today, and will add to it, as I learn more, hear more, and maybe understand more. I have ADHD, and have been through all the troubles, difficulties, drama, and heartache possible. I still do not understand all the intricacies of ADHD, and cannot even comprehend the frustration my wife must go through every day. So, I will start off, by posting a comment box. Please tell me your experience with ADHD, whether you have it, or love and live with someone who does have it. I would like to keep this with grownup ADHD only.
I ST UPDATE: 12 Feb 2015:
Please do not misunderstand. I am not too unhappy about having ADHD………………… I have been through hell and back, been UP, been down, been happy, been depressed, euphoric, and as miserable as humanly possible, BUT, on average I have been pretty happy. ADHD has made me who I am, good or bad, and I am OK with that.
2 ND UPDATE: 20 March 2015
When you get to 50 odds, can this wondering about who, what, when and why be attributed to stress, ADHD, reaching final maturity? ADHD has this wonderful component,I call it “alienation” for want of a better expression………… you are always out, looking in. Never “part of”. It is almost as if you are floating through life, looking down on the people, going about their daily lives. You reach out, touch, but never connect.
Focusing, or concentrating is a very hard thing to do when you have ADHD, and finishing a task is next to impossible. Boredom is a part of my life.Imagine sitting in a sterile white room (a toilet will do), with no reading material, no cell phone, and nothing to keep yourself busy with. Sit there until you feel that you are going to explode with frustration for not doing anything.
When you reach the point where you start getting angry, time yourself, and sit for another 2 hours……………. welcome to my world 😉
Again I say, ADHD designed me, is part of me, IS me …….I AM ADHD……….It is, I believe, a big part of a lot more people than we think. It is not something that will ever “go away”. You can only learn to live with it. Fighting it, WILL destroy you.
3 rd UPDATE: 18 September 2015
So, it has been a while since I have ‘blogged”
In this time, ADHD has been a serious problem for me, as I could not get going……….. going with work, personal life, get going in general.
I was stuck in my ADHD groove. What an experience THAT was. Everything was a struggle, BUT I have reached a point where I fully understand what ADHD people are about, and therefore what I am about. Things that others take for granted, will never be easy for me, and other ADHD afflicted. I have made peace with ADHD (well, as much as I am able too) and have found a few methods to make my life easier, as well as the lives of my loved ones.
Ritalin (20mg mornings, 10mg afternoons) make me operate like a well oiled BMW GS 1200 on a wonderful open dirt road, FANTASTIC….. so I am an official pill.popper.coper. (try say THAT 37 times fast in a row 😉
4th Update: 18 October 2015
Been observing people around me, and noticed, as I am sure most of you did, that times are tough, and seems to be getting tougher.
Many people are suffering emotionally, as well as financially. While you cannot always help financially, emotional assistance is easy. People sometimes just want to release pressure, by talking. Sometimes the right words, at the right time can make a world of difference to someone in need. We must learn to listen.
Helping someone who is sad, upset, in despair will help you too…..trust me.
5th Update 21 January 2016
I listen a lot (yes yes yes, I know………. I also TALK a lot)……. and the more I listen, the more I realise that we are all the same. We worry, we love, we long for…………… I have ADHD, others are Bi-Polar, Tourettes, etc etc etc…………………… and just because it did not have a “name” decades ago, it does not mean that a specific “condition” does not exist…. That being said, many people ride the wave of a “condition” to excuse their reason for being lazy, depressed, etc etc etc, or basically for just being an asshole.
We must start “listening” more about what people does not say…… and many times you will understand, and quite possibly be able to lend a hand. Sometimes the right word, at the right time, can make a permanent difference in the world of someone.
Hurting someone is so easy, but helping is so much more rewarding.
6th Update 16 March 2017
I have been “diagnosed” with having ADHD in 1976, and have been on Ritalin since 1977.
So, 40 years on (mostly) and off Ritalin is a rather long time. On the first of March 2017 I decided to stop using Ritalin, to see if the chronic “downs” can be attributed to Ritalin, or just the approach of old age.
The result ?…… Ritalin gave me severe mood swings…….. From very high UP’s to very very low DOWN”s…… I decided that the roller coaster ride was not worth it.
Today, Sunday 16 March 2017, I took 1 Ritalin as a test……. The result ?…………… I am as high as a kite. I want to do everything…….. wash my bike, do some quotes, braai, write in my blog etc etc etc, and I will be doing all this today.
I will not be using Ritalin any time soon again……. I have done a 360 on my opinion of Ritalin………………… NO WAY can this be a good thing.
I struggle to cope every day. Even my wife notice that I do not finish a complete sentence a lot of times, because halfway through the thought, my mind is already racing with the next thought. My mind is all over, I struggle to focus, and to keep all my ducks (squirrels) in a row…… but I cope. I cope because I chop everything I have to do into small pieces, and set short term goals. ADHD is about “quick” rewards/gratification. Added to this, I have an AMAZING wife, who helps me in so many ways. She tries to understand, and make the effort.
In conclusion: I truly believe that Ritalin, and ANY chemicals needed to “cope” with ADHD should be very carefully weighed against the negatives of the medication……. In my personal experience I do not know what “damage” was done by the long term use of Ritalin……. I cannot know the difference it would have made in my life, if I did not use it.
One thing I have realised at 55….. it is not worth it anymore.The emotional roller coaster can be a killer…….. As it does help me focus when I ride bike, I will most probably use it when riding (a wandering mind when riding dirt roads, or heavy traffic is generally a bad, VERY BAD thing)
Please please please be careful when taking/giving Ritalin…….
Ritalin is not part of my day anymore……. and I feel good…………….. VERY good about it. Some difficult times ahead, I am sure, but I believe it will be worth it.
An update on the Ritalin use on Sunday, and yesterday…… I took the usual dosage, and could feel the difference in my way of thinking and acting…. I also experienced a big “down” after the effects of the Ritalin……. Not a good thing
Lets do another 180 on the subject of Ritalin (for me in any case) I use Ritalin when needed, and will most probably continue to do so, as the negative of using Ritalin is quiet often outweighed by the positive result in using Ritalin. I do not use it every day, and sometimes weeks go by without using Ritalin, but I reiterate, it does have a place in my life, as it does in others.
Schools/Psychologists should, however, be VERY carefull to avoid giving Ritalin. It is most certainly over prescribed, and then does more harm than good.
February 9, 2015 September 18, 2015 3 Comments
I asked my FRIEND Tanya O’Conner today “How do you keep a blog alive”, and she told me to write every day. This I find impossible….. I write with my heart, not my head, and when my heart does not speak, I do not write.
Today, however, I ponder the concept of “friends”. I have lived in Helderberg for over 35 years, and made a lot of “friends” over the years.
I am fascinated by the term “friend”, that is being used by some many people……… “this is my friend……” A friend……… and I mean FRIEND is a very scarce, delicate treasure. Braaing together, drinking together etc etc etc together, does that make us friends?
Is a friend not someone who sees what NO one else does, just because they KNOW you. They understand. Understand when to ask, when to speak, when to advise about what your problem may be, and offer their own unique solution.
Funny thing, friendship…. we form close friendships with people that is polar opposite of ourselves or 100% the same as us, or maybe just a little different to us. Friends are the balance we need in life, and they should be treasured. Friendship is a living, growing entity. Friends should be accepted for who they are, and what they mean to you.
You must LIKE your friends, love is too strong a word. When you feel like all is lost, and “woe is me”, 15 minutes with a friend, will lift your spirit. I like my friends, including the weird ones. I hope you like your friends too, and if you don’t, they are not your friend, they are an acquaintance.
Maybe, in my desire to simplify, I complicate matters. Maybe friendship is much more, or much less than my ramblings above. Maybe friendship just is….?
OH, ALMOST forgot…….. as this blog is supposed to be about food for the NooB cook, this is my suggestion for tonite (I actually prefer “tonite” to “tonight”………. I am tired, you are tired………….get you favorite take-away, and dish it in a plate, with decent table settings………… eat, and enjoy, and, as my one elderly FANTASTIC client once told me ” I must admit, I DO enjoy a glass of wine with my dinner” (said in the Queens English), so, chuck some plonk into a cheap wine glass, and enjoy.
I realise why I do not “write” more… I cannot write, I can only “talk” I do not go back to correct, or re-write what was written. I write what is in my heart, or pops into my head. I cannot compose an essay, about what I feel, or think.
Today, LOVE is in my head (yes yes, AND in my heart, but that is not the point at the moment)
I have a stunning woman who works, plays, and stays with me. (why? I dunno)
Love is such an amazing feeling, and no, not horny love, or friend love, or pet love….. I mean LOVE. That thing that makes you feel good, even when you are ticked off at your “loved” one. Love is so much…. it is sex, fun, fighting, understanding, tolerating, accepting,forgiving……. Love is everything….
I once told my daughter to find a man who makes her WANT to be with him, because, when she is with him, all is good, and that with him, she becomes a better, happier person.
This does not mean you cannot be happy without the one you love. It means you are at your happiest when you are with the one you love. (makes sense?) e.g I LOVE riding my bike in the mountains, and when Claudine was in America, I did a solo trip. I still LOVED it, but would have preferred to share the experience with her.
I see so many unhappy couples around… WHY !!? What changed? Yes, marriage is ups and downs, so is life……. Give a little, get a LOT. I cannot even comprehend bad marriage…… it must be a living hell. My wish for you, is happiness, TRUE happiness.
“Life” sometimes get in the way of happiness….SO…..Never forget the first time you saw the one you love…..Never forget the love you felt the first time you realised you loved her… Never forget why you fell in love in the first place…. never forget the feeling you felt, when she walked down the isle, and finally said “I do” and when you do this, the never forget, will remain a forever love…..
Life is like potjiekos…… some things in the potjie you might like less than others…………. but in general, all is good, and wonderfull. Try and get rid of the bad things in your life, focus on the good things.
The purpose of you
February 4, 2015 September 27, 2015 Leave a comment
Humans used to be classified as “normal and “not so lekke” up to a short while ago. Whether this is to be contributed to Apartheid, censure, narrow mindedness, or plain stupidity I do not know. I have lately, however, been talking to so many various people, not bound by the constrictions of conformity. I have spoken to the “anthropologist” and the “artist” in the last couple of weeks, and they opened my eyes to the other side of being South African.
We are so incredibly different. The clear lines between being a “man” or a “woman” is blurred beyond “men are from Mars, Women from Venus” There are BILLIONS of planets, not only those two.
When I look at my friends, good ones, close ones, ones I have just met, I see a diverse human race. People who think differently, act differently and are different. The difference between the people I like, and enjoy, and the people I do not like is this……………. The “ME” in some humans (being self centered, hateful, negative, spiteful etc etc etc) is what sets them apart…….
Be your own planet, be happy in yourself, and others will benefit from your happiness.
Being hateful is easy……………….
Being gentle in life is the hard part.
Maybe, what I said makes sense, maybe it doesn’t, but what I said makes sense to me.
En so start ek vanoggend my skoeter. Ek gaan na Ma-Annis in Kleinmond. Sy is 81 (wel, amper, nog bietjie minder as ‘n maand oor). Ons gaan vandag gesels oor die verf van haar huis voordat sy verkoop. Gou deurskiet, en dan terug huis toe vir middagete. Ek trek weg in die Somer, STUNNING weer vir skoeter dink ek. Op pad kry ek al my mede skoeteraars. Ons knik koppies soos die hondjies van ouds agter in die Cortina ruit. “hello, hello, hello…….”
Soos meeste planne, loop dinge nie altyd soos dit moet nie. Die trip na Ma is heerlik. By Ma aangekom, val die bakkie met die dag se planne se wiele af. “Nee my kind, ek het genoeg kos gemaak vir 2 mense…. eet saam” en ons, Ma en ek lunch TE lekker, lamsrib, groente, aartappels, en melktert vir poering. lunch het gebeur NADAT Ma ELKE LIEWE krakie, en kolletjie aan my gewys het wat moet regkom.
Lekker gesels (wel, ek was reg vir oorlog, Ma is nie maklik nie, en die huis moet “REG wees, mens verkoop nie ‘n ding wat nie REG is nie”), lekker ge-eet, (ek was reg vir lunch met my vrou en kind) en toe….. TOE kom die laaste van drie……….. Ek het in die Somer gery na Kleinmond, en toe is dit Winter…… bitter koud, en bitter nat. Ek raak toe sommer moerig. Ek ry vir lekker, en nat en koud, is NIE lekker nie. Ek laai myself toe op die skoeter (Ma wou twee swart sakke om my bene bind…………. riiiiiiiiiiiight, as if THAT was going to happen…. netnou sien een van my vriende my !!!?) en trek in die Winter weg uit Kleinmond.
Dit is TOE wat ek begin dink…………. broek is nat, my gat is koud, en ek is nie ‘n happy camper nie. Ek dink toe, dat ek nie regtig koud, en nat is nie….. Ek voel die natuur. Ek ruik die natuur. Ek sien die natuur. Ek sou nie so naby gewees het aan die natuur in my bakkie nie, maar hier op my skoeter, nat, koud, en windverwaai, hier is ek en natuur DIK pelle……….. Ek besef toe, ons is SO ingestel om ongelukkig te wees met omstandighede, dat ons ERRS die negatiewe sien……. Teen die tyd wat ek in Betty’s Baai kom, toe is my hart warm, my siel droog, en die wind het al die negatief weg gewaai.
Die lewe is vol Winters, sien ‘n slaggie die mooi in die Winter…………….
Why are you waiting !!!?
January 29, 2015 May 10, 2017 Leave a comment
En so ry ek en my twee brasse (Helm en Francois) gister op ‘n Power Ranger ( Power Ranger deffinisie: “Biker” wat een keer per week
sy skoetertjie , gewoonlik Sondae start, en met sy branded “kit”, en sy windgat blinknuwe motorfiets, die langpad, max 80km “there and back” aandurf… kierts regop, latte’ vir lafenis, en se moer of hy kop sal knik vir ander skoeteraars) trippie na die ikoniese (en grootliks oordrewe ) Drummond Arms in Rooiels. Pragtige dag, lekker skoeters, goeie maters, en………. CLARENCE DRIVE !!!! En so ry ons toe. Stop by Drummond Arms, sit, bestel koffie, en lunch.
Langs ons sit ‘n groepie bikers (laat dertigs), en hulle pillions…………….. en hulle RAAS !!! So hard, dat Rooiels in sy geheel weet wat se stories hulle praat. En hulle is Kleurlinge, die enigstes daar……………. en ons kla nie…… want hulle ry ook skoeter. Toe hulle begin selfies neem, se ek dat hulle nooit klaar sal kan kiek nie, want hulle raas te veel, en hulle smile, en ons joke, en hulle klim op hulle skoeters, met ‘n mooi gemoed, en hulle ry.
Op pad terug, by “shark lookout” by Kogelbaai, hou ons drie brasse stil, vir die tradisionele laaste rokie. ‘n Klein blou Corsatjie hou stil, en 2 vroeg 20’s couples klim uit, duidelik BAIE verlief…… daar word gekoer en gekiek. Hulle is Swartmense. Ek spot, en vra hulle wat doen hulle op so mooi dag in ‘n boksie…….. hulle moet skoeters koop……….. hulle lag, en een jongman se dat Sy Harley by die huis is………. ek se, “jy lieg, en gaan koop ‘n skoeter man” en hulle lag, klim in die blou karretjie, met ‘n mooi gemoed, en ry verder…..
En ek besef, mens is mens, ons wil net skoeter ry, met ons ou karretjie op Clarence Drive gaan ry. Ons wil net werk, en braai. Ons wil happy wees.
Die ding kom in wanneer “politici” mag en geld wil he, dan kom fok hulle alles op……………..
Gister was vir my, op daardie oomblikke, WAT RSA KAN wees……… vandag is weer realiteit, van WAT RSA nou eintlik geword het………….. As gevolg van die paar Politici…………. FOKKERS…………… wat ‘n jammerte, wat ‘n jammerte
Net ‘n gedagte, so tussen die kwotasies se doen ………..
Almal is tog so bekommerd wat ander van hulle dink………REGTIG………….hoe kan jy toelaat dat ander se denke jou lewe beinvloed !!?
Elke mens is uniek, ja ja, daai donkie is ook al dood geslaan, maar jy IS uniek, dink, doen, voel, sien anders as jou medemens.
Hou OP om te worry wat ander dink, ander doen, ander sê. Jou lewe is JOUNE, en JOUNE alleen…… LEWE, lag, giggel, dans met klere, swembroek aan, OF dans KAAL in die reën, doen wat JOU gelukkig maak……………….. Doen JOU ding…………. en GENIET jouself ………….ruik ‘n blom, koop ‘n bak roomys, en eet alles “one go” op……
Om jou brein weer te “re-wire” vat tyd, so GEE dit tyd… “Unhappiness” is ‘n gewoonte, en met tyd KAN jy die gewoonte afleer. Dit beteken nie dat jy alles om jou gaan verander, en dat alles skielik “peachy” gaan wees nie.
Die lewe is regtig te kort om oor ander se opinies te worry………. so, L’chaim לחיים ………. en SKOP GAT.
I think we all get to a stage in our lives, where we say “I should have”. This is how I changed my possible “should have” into a “I dunnit”
I rode my first bike, when I was about 8, a 50 cc Honda SS. At school, most of my friends had bikes, I never did. I then purchased my Kawasaki KH125 at age 17, rode it for about 2 years, and totally trashed it. Who knew that road bikes are not made for stunts, and bundu bashing?
When i turned 40, I bought my 1000cc Honda, and rode that for about 2 years, enjoying the high speed, the thrill , and the ride, until a lady decided to side swipe me, and that was that for the Honda.
For 10 years I longingly watched bikers ride past me, and wanted SO badly to ride again. So, in 2014, I…
January 27, 2015 April 23, 2019 Leave a comment
This will be an ongoing comment, as, and when I add recipe ideas from contributors, or myself. My point on a recipe, or food idea, will be in BOLD and underlined
Wash 10 baby marrows, slice into rings, chop one onion very finely.
In a very large frying pan or wok fry the onion in a little oil and butter, add the baby marrow and then risotto rice (I think Basmati MIGHT work?), when all coated with oil and a little golden add a cup or two of chicken stock, cover and leave to steam, keep adding chicken stock and stirring until rice is cooked. Add shelled prawns or shrimps (cooked chicken breast)
In the last five minutes, stir, add a knob of butter and eat.
Anton van den Eijkel
Rice is that white, bland stuff you use to carry your bredie, or curry or fill up the BOEREKOS plate.
Rice is amazing, versatile, and easy to turn into a full meal.
I find Basmati Rice (any brand, cheapest will do) to be the BOMB.
This is how to cook Basmati:
Rinse it under cold water, or not. If you rinse it, it will be looser, and less sticky, but I prefer slightly sticky.
Add 1 cup rice to a pot, add 2 cups of water.
Do not add more than pinch of salt, as many of the food you might add will already be seasoned.
Bring water to a vigorous boil, put a tight fitting lid on, and switch the plate off.
Rice will be ready in about 20 minutes
You can even add a can of your favorite soup, and some meat.
LOTS of butter, with Aromat and ground pepper
The list, and combinations, is endless. I make enough rice to last a while, and either use it “without”, or, when I am lazy, I add whatever I feel like, and have a stunning meal
MUCH better than bought burgers……. You will need:
500 gr Mince meat (the GOOD stuff, steak mince works best 80% meat with 20% fat)
WHATEVER else you want on your burger
ALBANY superior white buns
Method Mix very finely sliced and diced small onion, Worcester sauce, and Aromat together. Add aprox 1 teaspoon soft butter to the meat, and mix well. Divide mix in 4 and roll into balls. Squash with the palm of your hand, and form the patties by hand. Cut the rolls in two and spread the rolls with a little butter. Toast in the oven, till slightly brown. Add cooking oil to the pan, just a tadd, or, if using non-stick, NO OIL. Add patties, and “braai for 5 min on medium heat, flip, and do the same on other side. Let the patty rest for about 2 min. Take the roll, and stack with whatever you like, and add pattie. EAT !!!
AFVAL !!!! (24 Februarie 2019)
Poepol, en lippe eet ek nie, maar verder is ontrent alles tussen stert en breins aanvaarbaar.
Ek vra vir Neil en Irene Saayman van dieKarooboom, 19.4 km annerkant Calitzdorp se brug (waar ek eerste keer 2.5 maande terug afval ge-eet het), hoe werk die storie nou eintlik…… EN, stop daar as jy daar verby ry, OPREGTE gasvryheid, en kos soos MA gemaak het.
Whatsapp toe die reseppie vir my, en net om seker te maak, Google ek toe anner mense se maniere ook.
Ek koop wat ek moet, en doen soos vertel word deur Neil en Google, tune so bietjie hier en daar, en die afval is myne. Hy smaak soos hy moet, en vir die eerste probeerslag is ek happy.
Moral of the story…. moenie my kom vertel jy kan nie kook nie… Vra JOU Neil se pasmaat vir raad, en gaan kuier by jou tjom Google, tussen almal deur se raad, sal jou smaak uitkom. maak hom soos jy wil, en geniet dit.. lekker eet
MOER sappige Pork Belly (23 April 2019)
Eenvoudig, en sappig
2.5 kg pork belly, vee droog, vel in blokkies gesny, sout en peper op velkant, speseryerige tieperige sout mengsel (braai spice ens ens ) op beenkant. GEEN nat souse nie…Spesery sout so uur voor jy braai, sout en peper op vel wanneer jy begin braai…. braai vir so 2/3 uur op SY, LANGS die kole, NOOiT direkte hitte nie. Draai en roteer die vleis , maar nie te gereeld nie. Draai = vel, dan been, dan vel, dan been ens ens….. Roteer = onderkant bo, bokant onder ens ens ens….. Met die rooster vertikaal moet die vuur ongeveer 30 cm van die rooster wees…. maak gereeld vuur, die rib soek nie kole nie, maar vlamme van die kant
EASY, SOOOOOOO EASY ………. Ideas to try.
If anyone has a VERY easy, simple, straightforward idea for a quick meal, please use the contact form attached, and I will post it to my blog.
So, let us get the juices flowing.
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