I’ve been busy opening a new food production and services company called SavannaBel – Bush Gourmet here in Livingstone, and my first customer happens to be The Elephant Café.
Gluts of fresh food, either straight from the tree or from the mountain in the freezer, are always inspirational when it comes to planning a meal for entertaining.
I believe the real meaning of our existence is to be found in soil … in its alchemy, in its mystery, in its eros. Terra Illuminata. It’s where life begins and it is where life ends.
When planning a brunch, I find it helpful to prepare food that doesn’t have to be eaten as soon as it is cooked — that doesn’t collapse like a soufflé, or won’t spoil like soft poached eggs.
While planning this post, I realized I had no idea where or how food preservation began.
A Guest Post by Chris Aston:
Ice cream-making began in our young lives when what-looked-like a random assortment of bits of wood and metal arrived — along with a music box, a large telescope, and an eclectic arr
