Can you say potjie?
06/26/2010 - 06/26/2010 63 °F
Solo run up to the mall for supplies and blog writing - still quite nice, but very windy today. We were going to do something with AJ and Chrismarie today. The plan is to go to their apartment for potjie. So back to the mall with Phil to get drinks to bring over. Last night, Roger had given Phil a vuvuzel with had logos of Bafana Bafana and Castle beer – so he was finally converted, as was Kate.
We followed them to their apartment and met AJ’s sister, Martienetta, her boyfriend, Francois and their cat, Mango. It was a very nice apartment with a large balcony. We watched and tried to learn a bit about Rugby as we saw South Africa slaughter Italy in a test match. It was interesting. There was a wide variety of snacks as AJ was preparing dinner. Martienetta showed us her photo portfolio as she is a photographer; she had some very nice work. We caught the last of the Uruguay vs. Korea match as we listened to some Afrikaans music. The music was something like a mix of Cajun, bluegrass and polka music – yeah, hard to describe I guess.
The potjie was fantastic. It is basically an Africa stew cooked in a big black pot. AJ typically likes to cook it on an open fire, but they are not allowed to have fires at their apartment. It is served over rice or porridge, but most of them liked it over rice better so that’s what we had. They also had sweet potatoes, which although they were green, tasted much like ours. AJ had a wide variety of different hot sauces for us to try as well – some homemade and some store bought. After we were completely stuffed, they brought out the melba pudding that Marinetta had made along with cream pudding from a carton. It was very delicious as well.
Full and happy, we were optimistic going into the USA vs. Ghana game. Singing the pledge for our African hosts. We tried to explain some of the details of the game to them as they had shared with us about the Rugby. As we complained about the starting lineup, sadly, it became all too evident quickly that we were right – if only we had the coach’s ear. A sad night indeed for soccer in the USA as the team played with very little heart or emotion and got knocked out by Ghana once again.
Quip of the day: At least an Africa team gets through to the next round.
Happy 21st Birthday Emily!