THE BUNNY TRAIL

The best bunny chows are not to be found on Durban restaurant menus, says Andy Davis. Instead, head for weird and unexpected spots and stick to the cardinal rules. From a gambling joint to a tyre showroom, here is where (and how) to eat the best bunnies in town

THE HUMBLE BUNNY CHOW HAS, in recent years, enjoyed a wave of elevation, praise and interest. It has been heralded as an authentic South African culinary tradition (as it surely is), and varieties and interpretations (good and bad) can now be found on the menus of fancy restaurants around the world. Which is wrong, frankly.

In essence, the bunny chow is fast food. Its is takeaway. As the story goes, the bunny chow came into being with the arrival of South Africa’s Indian community from around 1860 – indentured labourers who were brought to the Natal Colony by the British Empire to work the sugar cane plantations, creating the world’s largest ex-pat Indian population in the process. It was a life of backbreaking toil. And a bean curry roti for lunch was never going to cut it, especially in terms