I believe that slow-cooked and home-produced food is the best solution to getting full flavour and value from every meal you cook. Buy locally if possible, wherever you live-local people, store owners and farmers need support more than the supermarket giants who ship produce all over the world at great expense environmentally and taste-wise……so much more satisfying to sink your teeth into a sun ripened home grown tomato, bought from a woman who is struggling to earn enough to send her children to school, or from a market gardener, than to mumble on an insipid pale version of the real thing, perfectly packed and chilled to tastelessness in the fridge section of a supermarket chain. Here in Zimbabwe we have excellent locally grown and indigenous products, such as freshwater Tilapia fish, deep red cherry tomatoes, luscious limes and natural baobab fruits… read more about baobabs in my blogs, such as here, “BaobabBlitz”
Baobab is a treasured natural product of our African bush, and a tree that all revere and that I paint extensively… a tree of many stories…and we are lucky to have a climate which embraces rampant growth of wonderful natural fruits, vegetables livestock and grains..
but even in the midst of a bustling downtown New York or Sydney, farmers’ markets are to be found and enjoyed. You can raise a cherry tomato plant, and a lettuce or two in a rooftop garden, and even grow sprouts on a warm kitchen shelf in your high rise condo…
Ecoproducts run by Sarah Venter and B’ayoba run by Gus Le Breton are two companies promoting sustainable harvest of Baobab powder and products…look them up if you want to know more about this African SuperFood!
https://www.ecoproducts.co.za/ and B’Ayoba
No Bake Baobab and Ginger Cheesecake..
here’s a tried and tested recipe, (guests at Chilo Gorge Safari Lodge love it…)
I find baobabs fascinating, the stories that surround them intriguing, and apart from enjoying the fruits of their fecundity, as so many people and wild animals also do, I love sketching and painting them…
Their ethereal flowers, like blowsy plump ballerinas, never fail to delight ….