The national happenings of this past month acted as a catalyst for me to connect deeper and understand wider the history and rich culture of my people. As I tweeted, I found a profound appreciation and deep pride that I come from a geographical region that is deeply attuned with the breadth and depth of the human experience. While colonialism stole a lot from us and erased an even greater magnitude of our history, whatever we managed to salvage and pass down is a precious golden string that ties us to the strength of those in the great beyond. And what a privilege it is to still practice what our foremothers did: to still have our naming ceremonies, to still know and use herbs that grow from the same soil that They once danced on, to still observe our sacred burial rites, to take pride in community as our sacred sanctuary, and to love as deeply as they did.
While we did manage to preserve a lot of our rich heritage, there are also some practices that we might be aware of but are deliberately shedding off. One of them is: Gizzard is a special part reserved for men only. It really is a dumb one, and I am thrilled that it is not practiced at all – or atleast not in our home or those who I know. Chickens have other phenomenal parts (I’d argue even better ones); however, today I would like for us to focus on my perfect curry garlic crispy gizzards that I know you will fall in love with!
Hey there! My name is Kaluhi and I love food! Through my blog, I am happy to share with you my self-taught recipes, steeped in nostalgia and the happiest of memories. I hope each recipe you try out is as addictive as the previous one and is shared on a table full of love and hearty laughs!
