I don’t quite understand the Dutch. Cornelius is part Dutch and take it from me, they’re a bit wacky. They wear wooden shoes, their national food is the Indonesian rice dish Nasi Goering and then they exclaim a Dutch phrase…
I like chicken well enough but I do get queasy around those squidgy bits that reside close to the bone. I could just buy the expensive skinless, boneless chicken breasts, but I’m too much of a skinflint to justify chicken…
I wanted to make an African-style meal that had a bit of spice, a bit of sweetness and a bit of sour. I looked through my cookbooks and I spent a few runs through Google typing in various ingredients, but my search was fruitless. So I decided to tackle dinner on my own. The end results were fantastic and it was a perfect meal for a chilly evening.