A video of a lamb chop being launched towards space has gone viral. But who is responsible for this, and where did the chop come from?
Think of a sumptuous Sunday carvery with an authentic South African feel – we all deserve to treat our tastebuds once in a while.
Please pay close to attention to Jan Braai’s Steak of the Nation address. It is important. You need to listen to this so that your Heritage Day plays out correctly.
Getting excluded from your own braai because you’re the cook isn’t ideal – but there’s a way to make sure you keep up with your guests while handling the cooking.
Getting excluded from your own braai because you’re the cook isn’t ideal – but there’s a way to make sure you keep up with your guests while handling the cooking.
Ultimate Braai Master series creator and chef, Justin Bonello will join the beloved Jan Braai of National Braai Day on 2oceansvibe Radio today at between 15h00 and 17h00. So make sure you tune in to the Rude Interlude show at www.2ov.fm. Send questions for Jan and Justin to kirsty@2oceansviberadio.com or tweet to @2ovfm. Here’s Jan braaing on the Joel Stranksy […]
Meet BraaiBoy and Borries, the co-captains of Team ChesaNyama Braai-B-Que. These chaps are leading a team of eight South Africans to the states at the end of October to take on the yanks in the ultimate test of self-reliance and culinary worthiness: braaing.
I’ve got one of those glass-door cast-iron fireplaces at The Residence, and I’ve been spending a small fortune on wood from the shops. Not anymore. Now I get it delivered – for less..
Okes, it is time to impress. It’s National Braai Day on 24 September, and my good friend, Jan Braai, who started the initiative for all of you, has written a book called Fireworks to help you braai more like he would.
I think I should urgently declare that this post is NOT paid for and this is purely a kneejerk reaction to the dinner I have just devoured. Whilst The Muse certainly is very skilled at getting chops to the perfect crispiness, the quality of Spar’s chops fell beautifully into her hands. And they were nothing short […]
It is summer, and here in the Cape the long evenings nudge one in the direction of that most South African past time: the braai. Growing up, however, it was always beer around the braai and wine (white, nondescript, loaded with ice) in the kitchen. There was, of course, the exception in my French uncle for whom a glass of red wine is never far away. But beer was the norm. Beer dominates the braai. Is it some form of magnetic alliteration? Is beer that much better designed for smoke and charred meat? Do we still hold some outmoded idea that wine is for girls and beer is for boys? Or, possibly, is there some emasculation going on when a can is taken from the chief steak flipper and an elegant riedel glass subbed in?