Dans les parcours gourmands on ne mentionne pas assez la route du poisson au Mali...
Elle commence en brousse à Sélingué, où un barrage construit il y a plus de 20 ans a créé un lac et permet d’irriguer les champs alentours. Les Bozos, ethnie de pêcheurs, y attrapent notamment du manogo, poisson moustachu assez vilain. Ils le fument pour le conserver 3 mois.. enfin quand c'est bien fait.. les 3 petits que j'ai achetés étaient un poil calcinés et ont moisi au bout de quelques jours...
Gourmet journeys do not often mention the Malian Fish Road... It starts in the bush in Sélingué, where a dam was built more than 20 years ago, creating a lake and enabling irrigation of surrounding fields. The Bozos, an ethnic group of fishermen, catch manogo there, an ugly fish with a moustache. They smoke it to preserve it 3 months.. If properly done... The 3 small fish I bought were burnt off and rotten after a few days
Gourmet journeys do not often mention the Malian Fish Road... It starts in the bush in Sélingué, where a dam was built more than 20 years ago, creating a lake and enabling irrigation of surrounding fields. The Bozos, an ethnic group of fishermen, catch manogo there, an ugly fish with a moustache. They smoke it to preserve it 3 months.. If properly done... The 3 small fish I bought were burnt off and rotten after a few days
Dans cet environnement tropical, je ne pensais pas croiser un groupe de Touaregs venus pour un voyage d'étude de la province désertique de Gao, à 2 000 km au nord.
Originaires de villages destinés à être déplacés par la construction d’un barrage, ils passent saluer le sous-préfet, posent pour la photo et disparaissent dans la poussière de la piste en latérite. Trotteront-ils dans les rizières ? Apprendront-ils à fumer le poisson ? Aiment-ils les natures mortes ? Mystère…
In this tropical environment I had not imagined that I would come across a group of Touaregs from the desert area of Gao, 2 000 km up north. They are on a study tour and come from villages that are doomed to relocation because of a dam contruction project in their region. They turn up to greet the local authorities, pose for the photo and then vanish in the dust of the laterite track. Will they run around the paddy fields ? Will they learn how to smoke fish ? Do they like still life ? It remains a mystery..
In this tropical environment I had not imagined that I would come across a group of Touaregs from the desert area of Gao, 2 000 km up north. They are on a study tour and come from villages that are doomed to relocation because of a dam contruction project in their region. They turn up to greet the local authorities, pose for the photo and then vanish in the dust of the laterite track. Will they run around the paddy fields ? Will they learn how to smoke fish ? Do they like still life ? It remains a mystery..
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