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Mbewa

 


You guys !
Is this our own Larry Madowo eating panya in Malawi while we have , smocha, gonga mbili, and mushogi in Kenya? 

I don't even mention kuku paka and mshikakis.


Let me tell you about Mbewa.


Mbewa is a name for roasted mice in some parts of Malawi. It is such a great snack that during the peak season, vendors come out in their numbers along the major roads to sell the delicacy targeting travellers.

The main Lilongwe-Blantyre Road, especially between Ntcheu-Chingeni-Zalewa is a major market. Seasoned and cooked to a crisp, Mbewa are also easily found in major cities of Blantyre and Lilongwe. The mice are typically found in maize fields, where they grow plump on grains, fruit, grass and the odd insect.

After crops are harvested, hunters burn bushes to identify mice holes so they can trap them. Diet diversification is key to achieving food and nutrition security. Mice are nutritious and contain various nutrients among them proteins. 

An average mice of 100 gms contains roughly 216 calories, 21 grams of protein and 11 gms of fats. 

In all the above cases they are more nutrient dense than an equivalent lamb shoulder.



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  1. Mguyz what's kuku paka.? Hii nimeskia Leo ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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  2. Mice?? ๐Ÿคฎ

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  3. Eeeih kuku paka๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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  4. A change of diet is good ๐Ÿ˜Š

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  5. What are you guys seiiiin๐Ÿ˜‚

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