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Making Masala Tea
Masala Tea
Ingredients
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2 cups fresh milk
2 cups water
2 tablespoons loose pure Kenyan black tea
2 inches fresh ginger, peeled and sliced
1 cinnamon stick,
6 cardamom pods
6 whole cloves
½ teaspoon black pepper (optional)
Method
1. In a deep saucepan or sufuria, bring the water to a boil.
2. Reduce heat to low and add the tea, ginger, cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, and sugar.
3. Simmer for 3 minutes.
4. Stir in the milk and continue to simmer for another 2 minutes.
5. Pour through a fine-mesh sieve and serve hot.
Old Habits Die Hard
By Sonali Sumaria
Sonali Sumaria takes a break from hunting down great vegetarian food in Nairobi to indulge in some nostalgia about things most of us experienced in our childhood.
1. Crockery sets for ‘special’ guests
We all have a selection of crockery, cutlery, and glassware used just for guests. They sit in their special cabinets for so long that you don’t even remember they exist. Perhaps we’ll have to invite the president to our next family dinner and we might just get the chance to use them.
2. Collecting disposables
Do you instinctively save all those containers, plastic bottles, and shopping bags? Probably because you watched your parents do that your whole life. There is no problem with reusing these, but I doubt you’ll ever need a FULL cupboard (or two) of Blueband containers?
3. Having a special sufuria for tea
We all have that sufuria you are not allowed to touch unless it’s for making a hot cup of tea! Don’ttell my mum but I’ve used hers for everything else but tea (of course when she isn’t there).
4. Sharing at restaurants
Only when you travel abroad do you realize that it’s completely normal to order your own dish at restaurants. I am so used to sharing everything with the rest of the table, that I’m never able to finish my dish when I order my own!
5. Using every drop of… everything!
Ever use some water to remove the last bit of soup in a tin, sauce from a bottle or washing liquid from the container? It seems so normal to do this but at some point, this was probably drilled into us by our parents.
