My laundry woman cornered me this morning, asking for a recipe for pickled fish. Easter soon. I laughed and said: “Serve bokkoms!” She did not know what they were. “Where were you born?” I asked. Grahamstown.
I explained to her what bokkoms were, and said that Jesus won’t mind bokkoms, as long as you serve fish. She laughed.
In the interest of speeding up my laundry turnaround, I found two recipes for her. So, if Easter has you worried (she complains that fish is already selling for ZAR50/kg), here are two: one from Africhef, which doesn’t first dust the fish in flour before frying, and one from an expat site, which does.
I think I’ll just get the canned variety, with its alien-like soft fish bones…