What's for dinner?
My eldest asked.
Minced beef custard! I announced with glee.
Eldest looked at me with that look I've come to know so well over the last 11 years. The one where he's trying to figure out whether I'm having him on or not.
Minced beef custard he said slowly, eyeing me suspiciously.
Minced. Beef. Custard. I repeat back to him, nodding like a crazy woman who just predicted the future.
That was possibly my first mistake right there.
I guess it was a meal doomed to failure once I'd christened it minced beef custard instead of calling it by its proper name, Bobotie (Boh-Boar-Tee).
It's a South African recipe that I'd been dying to try out for ages because it looks all kinds of delicious.
Oh my god what is this deliciousness?!.... I hear you cry!
Like I said,
It's minced beef custard.
You cook up your minced beef with some herbs and spices that give it a fragrant, curry-ish taste.
You add to this bread which has been soaked in milk, plus plenty of raisins.
Then you top it off with egg and milk combined, and pop it in the oven.
Unfortunately, what ended up on the table was nothing like the beautiful photo above. This may have had something to do with not cooking the darn thing for long enough, so the custard topping was more like, well, a raw egg and milk topping.
Suffice to say,
There were tears from middle child.
There were suppressed snorts of laughter from the eldest.
And there were brave attempts at one spoonful followed by another by my love for around 5 minutes before he got up and made everyone some toast.
And my youngest?
Well, always the trooper.... he collected everyone's bowls in front of him and proceeded to dig out all the raisins and eat those for his dinner.
Bobotie, you custard-y devil, I'll get you next time!