Johannesburg, Gauteng, ZA
Rooibos, meaning red bush, is an herbal health drink which is highly regarded in South Africa where the plant is solely grown. Rich in antioxidants and believed to relieve stomach problems, this tisane is also completely caffeine free, so it can be enjoyed anytime of the day. Rooibos is served with or without milk but this easy latte recipe is quite popular in local cafes as well.
London, UK, GB
I was recently introduced to this delicious drink by a friend on a very cold day. It's so comforting and warming, perfect in wintertime. This is the way I make it at home and have it in my favourite mug.
The illustration is created with mixed media.
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As I was thinking about what I could illustrate for the Fave Memory challenge, one thing kept spilling out onto the sketchbook. My brainstorming was full of things my husband and I have cooked together with our family in the past thirteen years. I decided to play a little bit of a Newlywed Game with Josh, and I texted him to ask what some of his favorite things were to cook together.
Tacos were almost top of the list for both of us so I ran with it! The best part of cooking with my husband is when we crank up the music, and we hang out in the kitchen working together. It's super relaxed, and his wonky work schedule means it's not something that happens all the time so it's pretty special to me. I let him lead, and I answer him with lots of "yes chef!" as he asks for this onion to get chopped or that lettuce to get washed while he cooks up the hamburger meat. And when all the ingredients are ready, taco night feels like a party in our house. We put all the ingredients in small bowls on the table, and our kids have a blast building their perfect tacos!
FAVE MEMORY: Gramma Helen called all closets “presses”....the linen press, the clothes press etc.
The kitchen had a cold press, a little room off the outside stairwell across from the kitchen. It was a cross between a pantry & a root cellar. It was so fresh & cool inside & a perfect place to hide on hot summer days. It ALWAYS had a bowl of fresh green grapes, never red! If we were good she’d get her kitchen shearers & snip off a bunch for us. Looking back, I recall fences of vines behind the old garage & wondering now if that’s where all the grapes came from😂
My mom made these many times when I was growing up. It was and is a favorite food of mine. Toasting the buttered bread in a skillet results in soft toast. Although there were 7 kids, we were not all eating at the same time because of our age differences. Still, Mom must have stood at the stove a very long time when we were hungry for a toasted tomato sandwich. One was never enough!
Food Memories -My dad was the cook in our house growing up, always a home cooked meal each evening, I don't think I knew about take-aways until I left home. Puddings were served on Saturday evenings and Sunday lunchtimes either rice pudding or apple crumble and then every now and again, as a treat, Manchester Tart.
My Fave Memory with food is the day my significant other and I traveled almost 300 miles to meet in New York City. With a long distance relationship we don’t see each other often, so we make it count when we do! A few hours before the concert we planned to attend that night, we both got hungry and decided to look at our delivery options, which were far and few in between unfortunately. Against my significant other’s will, who doesn’t like pizza, we took to the little pizza place across the way as a last resort. It wasn’t until after we ordered two slices that we realized they were bigger than our heads! The biggest slices of pizza I’ve ever seen - we definitely could have split one! But, being that we were headed straight to the concert after dinner, we had to finish both slices no matter how big they were or how much my significant other hated pizza! I, however, personally think it was a delicious slice of pizza, and a time I will never forget!
My Grandma Helen made the best date nut cookies and stirring that dough was not easy! I still have her handwritten recipe, unfortunately she left out one or two critical steps so ours don't taste nearly as good. She sure loved her African violets, lily of the valley and pink roses and I sure loved the flour sifter and cookie cutter!
This is my mom recipe, probably the only one she gave me!
Not because she's mean, but because she doesn't really love cooking.
In fact calling it recipe is a big word!
It's more about putting this ingredients together till having a nice dough, unless add more flour or milk
But anyway this was my first (failed) cooking experiment and also my final arrive
Create something based on what there's in the pantry, always with a smile on, and adding love as secret ingredient
I watched her making this cake so many times.. but never in the same way and never failed! and always asking how is that possible?
The perfume of this cake, a mix of apple sugar and cinnamon, bring me direct at childhood when dad, just back home, were turning the face of a heavy working day into a happy smile just smelling in the air that the apple cake was in the oven!
Even if I worked in many pastry shops, this one is the only cake I'm not able to reply because every time I try to add some perfections in it and that end just to ruin it!
If you'll try to make it, you'll ends out with a really good cake but believe me: nothing compared with my mum's one!!
My Fave Memory from my childhood years in South Africa is sitting under the Almond trees in my Gran’s garden drinking tea, chatting about our day and eating home made jam tarts. My favourite part of this tradition was after we’d all drunk our tea Gran would read our tea leaves! I thought she was magic!
FAV Memory - this is the first recipe I remember my Mom teaching me. It is so easy (NO-BAKE), delicious and creative. It started my curiosity and love of food and cooking/baking. I sometimes flavored the whipped cream with peppermint and added a tinge of pink food coloring. Make it even more decadent with drizzled chocolate and sliced almonds on top.