Semolina Soji – Childhood Memories MasterChef SA Week 4
This post forms part of the series of recipes I am preparing for Woolworths, the food sponsor for MasterChef SA. It is a Food and the Fabulous Endorsed project and I will be remunerated for it
You can read it on Woolie’s blog here: http://www.woolworths.co.za/Home/Week-4/Ishay-s-Blog-Childhood-Memories/cat595030.cat
Childhood Memories & Comfort Food
I spent my childhood in Pietermaritzburg in the Natal Midlands, with frequent visits to my grandparents in Durban. I have fond memories of eating with my family – every gathering, whether a special prayer or a meal shared after a short drive to a relative’s home was marked by a meal or at least a hot snack served with Crerars cool drink (the Natal equivalent of the Cape’s Bashew’s) or a cup of tea. Always Ceylon.
I remember the sticky hot summers, eating stringy, over-ripe mangoes and plump litchies in my maternal grandparents’ garden with my brother, watching my Ayah (what to we lovingly called our gran) cut green mangoes from the trees, to be dried in the sun and made into tangy, spicy pickle.
I recall the comfort of potato curry and steaming hot rotis, rolled up and eaten with our hands while we sat inside the kitchen as the afternoon rains wet the earth. That smell too, of the rains in Natal is etched lovingly in my memory. Second to my parents, it is one of the things I miss most about living in the Midlands.
On cold or rainy days, my mother would often make a small pot of soji – a rich, buttery semolina dessert made with cardamom, cinnamon and slivered almonds. In later years my mother used flaked almonds that she’d toast. My brother didn’t care for the golden sultanas she added, juicy and sweet, but I loved them.
The smell of the semolina browning in butter is heady and welcoming, an instant reminder of my mother’s kitchen. Soji is akin to nursery food -a buttery bowl of simple, soothing comfort, and home