The tangerine revisited
Jul 2021

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This over familiar fruit, usually eaten fresh, can be transformed, with imagination, into a sublime dessert.

One Sunday, Ouma sent me over to borrow an onion from Aunt Ella. I walked into the gloomy hall and through the kitchen, but Ella was nowhere to be seen. From the back stoep I shouted, “Coo-eee”, and from the depths of the garden there came an answering “Coo-eee”. There I found her – in the topmost branches of a naartjie tree, baby sparrow in hand. She was about to restore it to its nest. Tree-climbing was Ella’s forte. The sight of her bloomers under a knitted brown dress haunts me still.*

This was my very first remembrance of the tangerine in Robertson, my hometown.

This over familiar fruit, usually eaten fresh, can be transformed, with imagination, into a sublime dessert.

Sweet wine infused tangerines


  • Six sweet Satsuma tangerines
  • High quality Hanepoot or straw wine (I used Muscat D’Alexandrie from Villa Esposto, Vredendal)
  • Whole cloves
  • Cardamom
  • Ground cinnamon
  • Double cream yoghurt with whole vanilla seeds


  1. Place naartjies in an oven proof dish.
  2. Inject each naartjie with 10-15ml sweet wine.
  3. Pierce each naartjie with two to three whole cloves.
  4. In a mortar, crush six cardamom pods and remove husks.
  5. Sprinkle naartjies with ground spices.
  6. Cover with foil.
  7. Bake in a moderate oven (160-180 C) for one and a half to two hours.
  8. Let cool to room temperature.


Scoop two tablespoons of yoghurt into a dessert bowl. Cut caramalised naartjie in half and serve on a bed of the yoghurt.

* Excerpt from Forever Green: Plants in the dream time, by Dave Pepler 2009.


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