Travel Diary… Mauritius

Apart from the people in my life my 2 favourite things are good food and traveling.

I was born and brought up in South Africa and as kids we frequently went on family holidays, however, the first time I travelled outside of the country was in my late teens.

We took a short, 4 hour plane trip to the sunny island of Mauritius and I was hooked for life.

South Africa is one of the most beautiful countries in the world but Mauritius was different and that was the appeal. In many instances the 2 countries were largely similar but it was the differences and learning about them that got me hooked. From the cascading waterfalls to the seven coloured sands and turquoise beaches, the landscape is quite surreal.

There is a strong Indian influence on the island so naturally the food culture is grounded in Indian tradition. One of the most unforgettable meals I had was on a road side stop to pick up a dhall puri, a buttery and soft indian flat bread, puri, stuffed with a thick lentil stew, dhall.

Rum is widely produced and so happens to be the favoured spirit all across Mauritius, the famous Tipo tinto R&R is incredibly refreshing in the Mauritian heat but packs a serious punch.

We visited over the Christmas break and the Christmas Eve dinner menu was a seafood feast, whole lobsters/cray fish, crisp prawn tails, chicken and prawn curries and the freshest sea urchin or Uni.

The island is quite small and the key sights can be seen within 2-3 days which is ideal for those seeking a shorter break. Summed up this definitely a place to visit if you’re longing for lazy days, reading books in hammocks and doing as little as possible.

About me…

This blog will follow my journey into preparing delicious, well balanced meals in the hopes that it can help others on the same healing path as me and at the very least share the wonders of elevating recipes with the introduction of simple combinations of spices.

Growing up I was constantly surrounded by good food. My mom, grandmothers and aunts were always cooking and food was definitely our family’s love language. Family trips to the beach or park were not complete without a full picnic basket. These were no ordinary picnics though and the type of food was dependent on the time of year, Easter was often filled with sandwiches, easy to munch on between dunks in the ocean. Fillings often included tender roast lamb brimming with crunchy lettuce or spicy tinned Portuguese sardines, this may sound weird but trust me it is delicious think tuna salad but with the added kick of green chilli.

My mom reserved weekends for longer more complicated meals, slow cooked Cornish chicken curry and layered biriyanis. Lazy Sunday brunches were often handled by my dad who loved a good fry up with an Indian twist.

It’s no wonder that my love of cooking took hold at a very young age. Binge watching the food network has been my favourite way to pass the time for as long as I can remember.

At 17 I moved away from home to attend University, my hectic schedule allowed for quick meals which too easily resulted in fast food. This wreaked havoc on my body and I’ve been dealing with the repercussions ever since. Over the years I have learned to listen to my body and adapt to a cleaner diet however I still have some ways to go to heal the damage that’s been caused.

Now I am a thirty something trying to use my love of food to heal my body. I am definitely still learning but as you will discover a lot of what I like to cook is influenced by my South African Indian heritage and my love of travel.