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I am sitting at home with lots of my family. We are eating a good South-African Sunday lunch with the chickens my mother bred her self, lamb my father in law bred himself and all the good vegetables from my own garden. The food is fresh and the different tastes explodes in your mouth. For dessert, my aunt brought preserved peaches (which was grown in her own garden), served with ice-cream bought from the dairy farm close to my parent's home.



To some this sounds almost impossible,…