Sunday 23 October 2022

DRIED FRUIT IN LIQUEUR

I have just remembered a dish which I was introduced to at a restaurant called “Trap in die Gaatjie” (“Step in the hole”) in Mossel Bay many years ago and which was probably the best thing that I have ever eaten. I often think of it when eating dried fruit, which is its poor cousin, and which is a traditional South African delicacy. I can understand why one wouldn’t want this after every meal (not even nearly) but it is an absolute treat: dried fruit in liqueur.

It’s essentially very simple, but the glycaemic content is off the scale. Its not for diabetics, children, moral crusaders, or women who cry rape too easily. A single helping has been known to leave grown men on their knees, on the floor, whimpering pathetically for more. But, by God, it’s good.

 Recipe:

One glass jar (very large) with a good seal;
About 2 kg of dried fruit (doesn’t have to be choice grade, due to what follows);
Bottle of Van der Hum Liqueur brandy.
That’s it.

Method:

Empty the dried fruit into the jar, without compressing it.
Top up with the bottle of Van der Hum. The whole bottle. No experimental tasting, or there’ll be none for the jar.
Place the jar on a high shelf out of view in a cool dark place.
Don’t fucking touch it. Go to Plett for two weeks.

It should be ready when you get back.

 You may want to prepare several batches, at staggered intervals, so that you always have some on tap.

 Delete your dietician’s telephone number. You won’t be needing him anymore.

This is the closest thing to what I'm talking about that I could find on the internet, but its not quite the same thing:

Vzvar (uzvar) is a traditional dish of the Christmas table. They prepared a stew of dried fruit but honey was added instead of sugar. This drink is very useful for the body strengthens the immune system and has tonic properties.

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 © HARRY FRIEDLAND, MARIMBA, 2022

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