and once again I am working on the Taste the World stage*.
Yesterday it rained and rained but in our tent we visited India and Bhangra-danced the sun back, then to Columbia for sunny-day crab gratin. Finally to the bluesy desert-ty atmosphere of Tinariwen who I am in love with:
1: they are unbelievably handsome
2: they wear beautiful long robes and intense jewel-coloured scarves wrapped in the manner of Lawrence of Arabia.
3: they made an astonishingly good stew, this is how you make it
ask a Halal butcher to chop 10 lamb shoulders into big boney pieces
fry the meat hothothot till golden all over then add water to just cover the meat
after 3 hours of slow simmer take the meat from the lamb and shred, you will have one kilo (dry weight) of basmati rice just cooked, combine the lamb meat and some of the cooking liquid with the rice. It will be a mush - that's fine
Add pepper and either 500g of rancid goats butter or 250g of fresh butter plus 500g of grated strong mountain cheese like Comte.
everyone eat from the same pot and drink the remaining cooking liquid because it will make you strong.
* I explain my role in this here, if you click the WOMAD tag underneath here, all my previous posts to do with this event come up
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