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Hey piggie

Research, it’s how we learn about the things we need to know. I recently came across an article reporting a woman’s unfair dismissal for bringing food to work that was not halaal. Now do I really have to point out the discrimination here? Whats next forcing employees to convert? And the idea that a boss knows what the chick flipping the chips out the fryer has brought for lunch sounds like creepy crazy communism. Further reading I find out that KFC is in fact a Islamist vibe. Ok, all good but what is the deal with Halaal food? What makes it so special?

Halaal, from what I can gather, can be translated, as closely as possible, as meaning permitted or lawful. It’s not about blessings or prayers or some holy man sprinkling water anywhere. From what I understand the animal is basically kept the way I would imagine organic livestock is kept. Free to roam, graze, a somewhat happy life for what is essentially just food for us. So yeah, I am all down for that else why am spending the little extra on organic (well except wine, organic wine is cheap and fantastic-balls) goods every month.

The slaughtering method is also better. A few tests measured the pain an animal slaughtered the Islam way and then on one slaughtered the western way, and the Halaal method proved to be kinder to the animal. Ok, so cool stuff, I dig that too, show my food my humanity before I take its life.

So at the end I realized that I would bye Halaal food in the way that I buy organic food, I agree completely with the method.

However, then I came across a section on how evil pork is. Admittedly I don’t eat pork other than bacon, no gammon, no chop, no steak… No pork product other than bacon. Now all that is said about the filthy pig is true to some degree, the severity may be over exaggerated a bit, but this one section just made me piss myself out loud…

The pig is the most shameless animal on the face of the earth. It is the only animal that invites its friends to have sex with its mate. In America, most people consume pork. Many times after dance parties, they have swapping of wives; i.e. many say “you sleep with my wife and I will sleep with your wife.” If you eat pigs then you behave like pigs. We look upon America to be very advanced and sophisticated. Whatever they do, we follow after a few years. According to an article in Island magazine, this practice of swapping wives has become common practice in South Asia

It made me laugh for so many reasons, because pigs love group orgys, Americans are all busy swopping wives after dinner parties and Muslims all of a sudden care about woman. And never mind that the piece on pigs started off by saying: to non-Muslims and atheists that even they could reason with logic, and the reasons for not eating pork is logical.
Pig orgy…? Logic? As if dogs are monogamous.
Then by the end they really hit the nail on the head by finishing with…

This proves that the more science advances the more Islam is shown correct as a religion of God.

… Since when do Jews eat pork, and correct me if I am wrong but hasn’t the Jewish ideals been around far longer than the Islamist? Just saying, if the science around the filth of pork proves a religions theory was right then isn’t it the first one to cross the finish line wins?

So by the end there is one thing left to ask, how does KFC manage to give all those chickens a “happy” life. In my minds eye a mass production of food requires a massive supply of product, where are all these chickens running around so free… Something smells fishy…?

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Malva Fool

It’s a simple enough dessert that warms you up. But I have never known how to make it. So finally I went on search for a recipe to make a malva pudding:

I took two thirds of a cup of milk and mixed a teaspoon of bicarbonate of soda.

Then I added a cup and a third of self-raising flour. Along with that I threw in two teaspoons of fig jam, a pinch of salt, two eggs, a teaspoon of butter and a third of a cup of sugar. Splashing some caramel essence in for some fun. Poured it into a greased oven proof dish and slipped it into the warmed up square box @ one eighty degrees celsius.

Left it in there for close to twenty five minutes.
But five minutes before that I warmed up a cup of (each) water, butter, cream and sugar.

As soon as the piping hot sponge came out the oven I drenched it in the melted sauce.
Let it sit for a few minutes.

Then dug in and gained the extra kilos to see me through the rainy cold.

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That Warm Feeling Stew

Winter rolls in like a gust of cold air that wafts over the entire country. Some areas are effected more than others, but we all feel the change in temperature. so how should we combat the cold? the first is with a hot bath and retaining that heat after the bath. My favorite trick is with food. Here is an impressive stew that’s perfect for those chilly bachelor nights…

Set oven to 200 degrees.
Get about 400g of brisket, this fatty little piece of meat will enrich the flavor of the stew all the while getting more tender as it stews away.
Cut the meat into cubes.
Crack a beer.
Cover the meat with a tablespoon of flour after seasoning it.
Using an oven proof dish to cook everything in will be the easiest, you can pop it all in the oven at the end, but its not a necessity – Fry the meat, sealing all sides.
Add half a chopped onion.
Once everything has browned add a cup of beef stock.
Bring to the boil.
Add a sliced carrot, half a punnet of sliced mushroom, a chopped chili and half a bottle of beer (the rest of your bottle… Hopefully)
Crack another beer.
Add eight whole baby potatoes.
Leave potatoes in for about 25 minutes then remove them from the pot, cooked but still firm.
Slice the potatoes into thin discs, skin on.
Pour in the rest of your second bottle of beer with some pees, corn and spinach, simmer some more – Like ten to twenty minutes.
Remove from heat, and place the sliced potato discs in a swirl on the top of the dish.
Dollop some butter on the top with some thyme and put the dish in the oven.
Bake for 45 – 60 minutes, or until those little starch discs are golden brown and the sauce is spewing up through the cracks.

Dig in and warm up.

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