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    Covid-19 creates bootleggers & pioneers

    Life has been turned upside down by Covid-19. For one thing, the present is starting to resemble the past. And a rather distant homespun past as restrictions on what can be done make people more reliant on themselves…

    Weed done it
    It was recently pointed out to me that government is now more anti-tobacco than anti-weed. Weed has been getting more and more of a medicinal reputation, while the same cannot be said of cigarettes.

    This reminds me of something I heard a while ago. A friend said that the elderly are not so anti-weed. He speculated that this was because they grew up during a time when smoking it was acceptable. He speculated that weed had gotten its bad reputation as a result of the machinations of big tobacco, as it wanted to steal the show. I have to admit to struggling unsuccessfully with a mental picture of my grandparents smoking weed. An impossibility, surely! But perhaps not so for their grandparents?

    Beer with it
    There’s something else that has its roots in the past. Beer brewing. South Africa has a burgeoning beer brewing home industry, thanks to Covid-19 and the ban on liquor sales. The Grotto has written about this before, and it’s really taken off now. I suppose it’s because most people’s liquor stash has run out by this time, and people have realised that they either have to become teetotallers until the alcohol ban is lifted or brew their own liquor.

    The majority of home brewers appear to be making ginger beer, apple cider and pineapple beer. A few souls are making their own vodka, but they’ll remain in the minority one suspects. Making one’s own beer is time consuming. It’s so cheap however that the home brewers scoff at the steep prices they used to pay for craft beers. Some restaurants charged R55 for a craft beer prior to lockdown. Makes you think, eh.

    Home brewers remark about how easy it is to brew one’s own beer. There is some simple science involved, but it revolves around the yeast. Hint, hint, is it because of the beer brewers that yeast has been hard to get hold of in the shops?

    People are also making …
    Recently, the recipe for a peanut butter bread that takes only two minutes to make in a microwave oven did the rounds. Both my friends and I made it. None of us were impressed as it was small and rather bland. But at least we tried our hands at something new. Overseas there has been a trend for making something called Fluffy Dalgonia coffee. What a wonderful name. It should have featured in Game of Thrones. explains how to make your own Fluffy Dalgonia coffee. “It’s super simple: mix equal parts coffee, sugar, and hot water, then whip until it turns into a luxe and silky thick creamy foam. Spoon it on to some iced milk (which is literally just milk with ice in it) then enjoy, no Starbucks run needed. ”

    People are also cutting and coloring their own hair, exercising at home, sewing their own face masks, hey, even home schooling their children. Amidst the dread of Covid-19 it seems that one good thing is arising. We are getting to grips with the fact that we can do things for ourselves. We are not just consumers. We are, thankfully, to a degree, like our ancestors.


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