Posted on 02/24/2022 5:03:15 AM PST by mylife
Unlike most peanut butters, which exist on the spectrum between sweet and plain, the Haitian version known as mamba is typically laced with chilies.
When made by hand, mamba starts with a giant pot over an open fire, often in a backyard. Cooks roast the peanuts, keeping them moving against the pot’s hot walls, then pour them into a woven winnowing tray. The process of separating the peanuts from their shells is a practiced maneuver, a rhythmic tossing and catching, tossing and catching, until the nuts are rendered shiny and skinless. Before the batch of nuts takes a ride through a grinder, cooks swirl in sugar and hot peppers (Scotch bonnet or habaneros are popular options). When it’s finished, the smooth mixture is ready to be spread onto its preferred partner, cassava crackers. The spice doesn’t show itself right away. It creeps up at the end, cutting into the creamy richness.
Beyond the island’s home producers, Haiti boasts a few commercial labels, supplied by a budding peanut farming industry. Haitians abroad often complain that the peanut butters of other nations don’t satisfy their cravings, so it’s not uncommon to see suitcases leaving the island packed with jars of the spicy stuff.
Absolutely nothing from Haiti is going inside my body.
You and me both....not even a whiff!
Me either, but I may try to make some
It sounds delicious. I’ll keep an eye out for it.
sounds great, excellent combo.
I wouldn’t taste it with your tongue..
Haiti is half of a tropical island. It’s essentially a shithole as it’s all African descendants. Imagine how wonderful the Caribbean would be if Europeans never brought slavery to it…
They made better baseballs than the Chicoms, but charged too much for MLB to afford, I guess.
Yes it certainly is a dump...and violent. Not to mention limited brain matter in their governance.
I’ll stick with Dominican
excellent!!!
thanx!!
and name it after a deadly snake or prophylactic..
I was lucky enough to be one of Clinton’s peace-mission warriors of the 90’s and deployed to Haiti during the initial invasion of Operation Restore Democracy in 1994.
As we didn’t have postal service or PX operations set up those first few days—the smokers started buying local Haitian cigarettes and they were so bad that they took a few puffs to get their fix and then just tossed them. And I’m talking old school, grunt E5’s and E6’s, who could smoke all day.
That must have been a wonderful time.
Did you attend any Voodoo ceremonies?…
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