The evening celebration with Room to Read South Africa was a colorful feast. African masks were centerpieces. Unique South African pinotage was the wine of the evening which is every bit as good as the best pinot noir.
Having had plenty of rice and curry over the last few days, we eagerly approached the traditional African buffet to try something new. I looked askance at a big bowl of bite-size, claw-like, barbecued... Chicken feet!
Sitting next to one of the local team ladies, she inquired had I tried them? Her eyes squinted in laughter as I demurred. "There's no meat on them" I declared. Oh, how she chuckled! "We cook them in garlic, onions, tomatoes. They're delicious. We make use of every part."
Later we learned they're quite adept at spitting out the bones and claws much like a watermelon seed spitting contest. I'm pretty adventurous about trying new things but chicken feet? Nope. Couldn't do it.
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