"Peter H.M. Brooks" <Peter.H.M.Brooks@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
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>> I grew up in PMB and my husband took me to a few good restaurants there
>> before we went to Nam. Loved the curries.
>
> Ey then you will love Johnnie's Rotis in Over****t Durban - best eaten
> at 3am
> in the morning after a good Cabernet, or Castles or Klippies & Cokes or
> whatever.
>
> A delicate and seasoned taste and it's not half as purgative as the
> rubbish
> at Beachfront Bunny Chow.
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> I'm sure that the worst that the Beachfront Bunny Chow can fling at a
> delicate tum is nothing at all compared to what Twiggies Pie cart in
> the old Market car park could. The cowboy with hotters from Twiggies
> could scour a blast furnace to a sheen that even its foundary wouldn't
> recognise.
>
> Sell by dates were at an early stage when I visited Twiggies, but they
> might have provided a sound case study in the danger of not having them
> on pies. Twiggie would scour the cafes of pmburg for aged pies and sell
> them over the evening, keeping the most prehistoric back for the early
> hours of the morning when the customers would be sufficiently bladdered
> not to throw up on whiffing their pie from a distance of two metres.
>
> When I visited India my tum sneered at the soft, wimpy sort of
> 'challenge' that food from the local markets provided - a tummy that
> had met an early morning Twiggies meal and survived had nothing to fear
> from mere Indian bacteria.
>
> I'm keen on chillies still, but I have yet to meet anything, including
> Dave's Insanity Sauce that can leave such a deep and long established
> raw body-length track of heartburn as Twiggie's hotters.
I got a crazy mate who likes to insert mother in laws tongue chillies into
a
piece of boerewors and then cook it on the old braai. The problem is that
he
gets a little bit irresponsible and lets the "boerie that bites back" get
mixed up with everyone elses boerie. This certainly promotes the
consumption
of lots of beer.
>
> Thinking about it, it is possible that the chap who died on the
> collapsing bog had just deposited the remains of a Twiggies pie into it
> - that'd explain the weakness in the ****celain.
Ey my sister makes Mrs Naidoo's curried chillies, and accidentally spilled
some on her kitchen counter i it stained the melamine and after a few
months
it started to crack. The brutha in law launched in some granite tops so
now
she is happy. We used to smear said curried chilli sauce onto microwaved
potatoes which I think would have equipped us for the harshest of Indian
cuisine.
At one stage we had a family that moved in next door to us and the father
was a sorry alcoholic due to the emotional devastation of his wife's
death.
They were a very brave sibling led family of wonderful boys and their mom
would have been proud of them. My son used to play with them and I did not
mind because they were basically good kids, but their language was foul
and
so in order to put him on the straight and narrow I used to put chilli
sauce
in his mouth - it worked for a while - well he is not given to swearing
but
loves curries. Johnnies rotis can do their worst - he still eats it, but
we
draw the line at Beachfront Bunny.
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