othing beats sitting around a fire while the aroma of grilling meat hangs heavy in the air. This is where great stories are told, laughter is shared, and many lifelong friendships are forged. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to spend hours in the kitchen making side dishes. I want to! Maybe it’s the feminist in me talking, but it’s not fair that the men get to socialise while the women slave away in the kitchen. And no, I’m not falling for the excuse that braai-ing is hard work!
