I dumped all the ingredients in my trusty blue blender. Once again I spread the pieces of food around it evenly so they all get a good cutting. Depending on your blender, it might be advisable to add a very small amount of water to the mix just to get the juices flowing.
As soon as I took the lid off the flask, my eyes burned. My head chef commented that Chinese onions are a lot stronger than Ghanaian onions, and this could be a problem. Also the peppers here have a different flavor from the peppers back home. But I have ordered some seeds and before years end I should be growing some Ghanaian peppers of my own. The mixture you end up with should have a somewhat pulpy texture and not been too smooth or liquefied.
I am not an advocate of prepackaged meals or microwavable foods like my fellow blogger HB of Sixth Seal, so I look for only the freshest meets from the local markets. This means you do get a bit of blood on your hands but that’s all part of the pill one should swallow being a carnivore.
Next I set out to carve my meat. It is never pleasant cutting meat and mutton does have a bit of an odd smell to it, but mans got to do what mans got to do. I cut the goat meat into small bite size pieces. If you have meat with bones you can butcher it into 1 or 2 inch cubes. Goat bones have amazing flavor when cooked.
I repeat the process with the chicken. It is no fun cutting any kind of meat for me really. I do not like the feeling of the knife cutting through the flesh. I keep imaging what it was like for those guys stuck in the Andes who had to cut and eat pieces from their friend’s asses… Once again this would be way better with full pieces of chicken on the bone. You can use a combination of legs, thighs, and breasts, or whatever else your heart desires. I prefer to leave the skin on the meat because it is healthy. I don’t give a shit what the books say, it is healthy. If you outlive me we can take this debate up again in hell.
I am a bit obsessive compulsive in the kitchen. I have to keep washing things even if I am going to reuse them. This is a far cry from how I was in college when I could have named the variety of mould I had living in my kitchen sink. I think my past haunts me. So I neatly place the chopped meats into separate flowery bowls. I did not buy these bowls personally and they serve no aesthetic purpose, only practical and functional. In fact they kind of scare me.
Dispense the marinade equally into both meats or as you see fit. You can use a little hot water to clean out the inside of your blender flask and add the mixture to the meats. This would be making full use of all your spices. At this point I began to appreciate the food I was cooking. Unlike Indian food where I deluge all the food with a variety of Indian spices every time, I was eager to enjoy the natural flavor of the Ghanaian food.
Add half a cube of Maggi Cube to each bowl. As you can see I have my stock from Indonesia because I did not k now if I could get some here. I do not know exactly what the Maggi cube is or does but I know I have to use it every now and then. Also add some salt to each bowl and give it a good mixing.
It is best to use your hands for this process to insure each and every piece of meat gets a good coating of the marinade. In this case however you might want to wear some plastic gloves or just stick your hand in a plastic bag because the marinade is crazy spicy. You do not want to be watching TV 3 hours later, trying to rub a spec of dust out of your eye and end up in agony.
Finally you can neatly wrap your meat in some Glad Wrap cling foil and refrigerate while you hang out doing whatever it is that you do. I love glad wrap. I feel content knowing that my food is sealed in freshness in the refrigerator, its odors not lingering with the other foods in there. I love the way the plastic sheets clings to the side of the bowls not allowing a molecule of air in or out. I think I am developing some sort of a fetish here. I wrapped my hand in Glad Wrap the other day and it looked pretty cool. I think it might be fun to wrap the torso of a large breasted woman with pink nipples in Glad Wrap and photograph it. Maybe wrap her all like a mummy, save her head of course. Perhaps it’s not a fetish really but more of a curiosity.
It turns out that we did not end up cooking the food that night and we ended up leaving the meat to marinate over night till the next evening. At least they would remain fresh.