Visiting the local Shabeen in Wild Coast, South Africa
Stepping into a structure the size of a medium sized room, one could see a "bar" basically bare but with a few bottles of local alcohol, and other small snack items, and a woman with a friendly smile behind the bar.
The other side of the shabeen had two elderly women dressed in the local clothing worn in the Transkei region, sitting next to a bowl peeling by hand kernels of maize. Along the wall were a few wooden chairs where a woman was sitting and a man who looked like he already had plenty to drink.
We ordered a local brew, which came out of a container resembling a milk carton. The brew was not like any lager or ale like we know of in Europe or the UK, but more like a foamy yogurt shake. It had a fermented taste with an earthy aftertaste. The women in the shabeen sat next to me and , when I offered some to them, began to kneel down to me and, graciously handle and accept the beer container from both of my hands to theirs as if it were a precious item. I felt so humbled. The woman took a sip of the brew and, in the same, very polite manner, handed it back to me using both hands. I, using both of my hands to almost ceremoniously take a sip out of the container, and I handed it to the older man, in the same fashion. His smile was beaming with delight. I offered it to him as a gift.
Just a few sips of that local brew gave my head a spin and I stumbled out of the shabeen as if I had a pint. I can't imagine what I would be like had I completely finished that container!
I heard of other shabeens around Africa which serve beer and have dancing and lively entertainment. I look forward to visiting those, all around (the alcohol beverage serving countries in) Africa of course!
