![]() Yes, I know – how foolish of me to give into uneducated teenagers?! It was only after high school and after my teenage years that my brain cells resurfaced and I decided to go back to my African up-bringing and roots and eat offal again. Being a teenager is tough enough as it is, imagine how it is with your friends finding your eating habits weird and somewhat gruesome? It was at that moment that I decided I would stop eating chicken livers and offal. Needless to say, chicken livers and any kind of offal or organ meat was a ‘no- no’ among many friends. Offal was seen as a delicacy in our Afrikaans family and whenever we had a family gathering, an offal ’ potjie’ was made. My mom and dad was born and raised in the Western Cape and grew up with things like bokkoms and ’ pens & pootjies’. ![]() Unfortunately not many moms and dads experiment with food and their children end up very fussy eaters. ![]() Some of this included okra, chicken necks and rhubarb. Some of my friends had not even heard of some of the food my parents made, let alone tasted it. I grew up in a family where I was exposed to a lot of different kinds of food. ![]()
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