This forgotten South African township has a secret motto that calls its old residents back time and again: “It’s all gravy.”
In 1966, my father was preparing to set sail from South Africa for India, where he would spend the next nine years studying medicine. The journey would take a month by ship and he knew he would not have the time or money to come home for a visit. After saying goodbye to his parents and nine siblings, he asked himself what else he would miss most over that decade. He ruminated on a last meal that would taste of home.
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