... on mahe

Mahe. Seychelles. Creole food. I’ve got a love – hate relationship with the Seychelles. I took my laptop, two of the books I’m currently reading and I booked myself into a guesthouse in Beau Vallon.

My Sous Chefs: (left) Andre (right) Randolph

My aim – to go and eat as much as possible authentic Creole food and work on my cookbook. So off I went with my camera, notebook and pencil.

Great success!

the brother - Curtis the whitey - Me

I went to eat in restaurants, in family kitchens, in backyards of apartments, at small food stands under huge coconut trees, in grandma’s kitchen, in a mechanics workshop, in the heart of the industrial area; everywhere my two friends Curtis and Charles could take me. I sat on the floor, I sat on a crate and I sat at an old laminated wooden table. 

fltr: octopus guy, octopus, me

I even met a guy who was snorkeling for octopus; we had good octopus curry that night. I avoided the tourist restaurants at all costs. In fact the tourist restaurants have the worst food, the shittiest service and the most unfriendly staff. I couldn’t complain about the service, because I didn’t receive any.

this pic got nothing to do with food. it's uncle Jules - Mahe Mafia. I promised to post this pic for protection

Here is the link to some recipes   www.gabriel-recipes.blogspot.com