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COME ON SUMMER
Published Date
22 July 2007
Author / Submitted by
Sacha de Klerk
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Remember that old TV advert for the cricket? Come on summer, come on! This used to be our cue that summer is coming and that means that it was time for a braai!
For us Londoners in the absence of this signal we are left to our instincts to judge when this time comes and in recent times we can't really rely on the weather to tell us when summer is supposed to be here. Old man weather plays his cards very close to his chest and his next move anyone guess. He dealt a few hot days just to tease us in April and then I think he must have gone on a holiday somewhere because he has certainly forgot that it is mean to be summer here.
However the weather does not dampen our natural instincts and need to stand around a fire, inhaling the smoke and watching our steak and boerewors sizzle. In the absence of our usual warmer setting a Boer must maak n plan and so we will!
Two weekends ago I participated in one of these occasions, executed to perfection. Thirty to forty saffers, squeezed tightly together under a rainproof (or so the packaging boasted) gazebo like sardines in a can, the rain bucketing down around us. With mud inevitably and unappealingly swirling around my wedge shoes I knew that within the hour I would be knee-deep in the muck. I hadn thought of bringing my Hunter wellies out to a pub in London but the weather was honestly not far of Glastonbury proportions. Heck, at the rate the rain continued I would have been quite comfortable in one of those fishing all-in-one things that come up to your armpits. Undeterred by the seeming inconvenience of the torrential downpour the men rearranged the umbrellas from next to the gazebo around the braai, packed the wood and charcoal and got that fire started. It wasn long before a cloud of braai smoke smoked everyone coughing and spluttering out from under the gazebo and into the rain. But who cares, by this time we were well liquored and it did not take much coaxing from the braaier to lure us out into the elements like the pied piper Hamelin for a taster or home country boerewors.
Interested in duplicating this experience? To cater for your DIY wet and wild braai experience you will need:
1 x large umbrella (beach or pub size, golf size simply won cut it)
1 x a lot of Savanna, Castle and Jack Daniels
1 x a lot of meat
1 x a lot of salads and rolls
1x very large dollop of saffer resilience and spirit and you are well on your way!
For us Londoners in the absence of this signal we are left to our instincts to judge when this time comes and in recent times we can't really rely on the weather to tell us when summer is supposed to be here. Old man weather plays his cards very close to his chest and his next move anyone guess. He dealt a few hot days just to tease us in April and then I think he must have gone on a holiday somewhere because he has certainly forgot that it is mean to be summer here.
However the weather does not dampen our natural instincts and need to stand around a fire, inhaling the smoke and watching our steak and boerewors sizzle. In the absence of our usual warmer setting a Boer must maak n plan and so we will!
Two weekends ago I participated in one of these occasions, executed to perfection. Thirty to forty saffers, squeezed tightly together under a rainproof (or so the packaging boasted) gazebo like sardines in a can, the rain bucketing down around us. With mud inevitably and unappealingly swirling around my wedge shoes I knew that within the hour I would be knee-deep in the muck. I hadn thought of bringing my Hunter wellies out to a pub in London but the weather was honestly not far of Glastonbury proportions. Heck, at the rate the rain continued I would have been quite comfortable in one of those fishing all-in-one things that come up to your armpits. Undeterred by the seeming inconvenience of the torrential downpour the men rearranged the umbrellas from next to the gazebo around the braai, packed the wood and charcoal and got that fire started. It wasn long before a cloud of braai smoke smoked everyone coughing and spluttering out from under the gazebo and into the rain. But who cares, by this time we were well liquored and it did not take much coaxing from the braaier to lure us out into the elements like the pied piper Hamelin for a taster or home country boerewors.
Interested in duplicating this experience? To cater for your DIY wet and wild braai experience you will need:
1 x large umbrella (beach or pub size, golf size simply won cut it)
1 x a lot of Savanna, Castle and Jack Daniels
1 x a lot of meat
1 x a lot of salads and rolls
1x very large dollop of saffer resilience and spirit and you are well on your way!
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