Sip, Sip, Hooray: The Stories Inside Zimbabwean Cups
Sip, Sip, Hooray: The Stories Inside Zimbabwean Cups There is something deeply Zimbabwean about being handed a cup before you are even asked how you are doing. Before the greetings settle, before the gossip begins, before someone asks why you are still not married or when you are having another child, there is always a drink involved. A bottle. A calabash. A chipped enamel mug. Something cold, thick, fermented, sweet, or suspiciously strong waiting to welcome you into the moment. Last time on Wander and Weave, we spoke about treats that make our hearts dance and our stomachs forgive us for overeating. But today? Today we are opening the cooler box, lifting the clay pots, and taking a long nostalgic sip into the world of Zimbabwean drinks that deserve standing ovations. Some of these drinks raised us. Some embarrassed us at family gatherings. Some made our uncles sing louder than necessary at weddings. And some… well, some are the reason certain relatives suddenly became “professional d...