I was sitting in the high grass, waiting for a butterfly to show up. Uncle Terence was lighting the fire with dry juniper branches. The smell was so rich. He was preparing the proper Koster braai (to be true to his South African origin).
Aunt Eva and dad came with two huge zucchinis and the fish – beautiful, freshly caught mackerel. Kai and Tilda invited their mothers and me to fika.
There are so many things that need to be done with a family dinner, so many pieces that need to fit. It is a difficult thing, food and togetherness. But it is a challenge I would like to be able to master. The fish was incredible. Small packages of heaven. (I will become a proper vegetarian again when I go back home, I promise)
After dinner, I made friends with a goat.
Katja Malmborg 