S’chug

Aside from the heart-pounding, eye-watering taste, this dish is very special to me because it’s the only recipe that belongs completely to my dad, without so much as a word from my mother. Until his final days, my father cleaned the coriander, picked his own chillies in the spice market, peeled the garlic, and ground it all by himself – a true labour of love! I can’t eat s’chug without thinking about him.