MelCreates
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Creative home cook sharing soulful South African meals and stories. Food is my therapy, culture, and love-one dish at a time.Follow for tradition,comfort,and connection.
Stories (19)
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"The Last Dance of My Cousin Angel"
Angel and I were more than just cousins- we were raised like sisters under loving care of our grandmother. We grew up sharing clothes, secrets, and Sunday morning chores. Even though we had very different personalities, our bond was unshakable.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
My Aunt, Sweet Like Honey Lamb Chops
Some people thought she was my mom. We were both light in complexion, thick girls, and always laughing when we were together. Bus she wasn't my mom- she was my mother's only sister, my aunt. And in many ways, she was like a second mother to me.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
Steam of Hope
I was lucky enough to be raised by my grandmother on my maternal side. She wasn't just a caregiver-she was a spiritual teacher who used food as a language of faith. She always said, "Put your faith in everything you cook so it could become more than enough. "As a child. I didn't understand it. But as grew older and had to feed my own family, her words became my lifeline.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
When Shared Our Last Meal with Our Dog-And Miracle Followed
In 2017, my family and I faced one of the hardest times of our lives. With money gone and cupboards nearly empty, we found ourselves counting every meal. One day, we had only a single loaf of bread to split between six people-and our loyal dog. What happened after that simple act of love reminded me that miracles still exist, and that food isn't just for survival- it's a language of care, even across species.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Families
The kitchen That Saved Me from Grief
I grew up in a home filled with silence-the kind of silence that follows shouting, breaking things, and tears held back because someone stronger is always watching. My father was emotionally and physically abusive toward my mother. He never allowed her to have a voice, and for years, neither did I.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Feast
"A Super Sunday with Chicken Biryani"
There's something magical about Sundays in South Africa-what we fondly call Super Sunday. In most households the country, this day is reserved for meals that go beyond just nourishment. It's about heritage, community, and slowing down to enjoy Flavors that connect us to our roots.
By MelCreates7 months ago in Feast
