“On a scorching hot evening, I slid into a dimly lit courtyard bar in Otjiwarongo, hoping to find a cold beer, something tasty to eat... and a place without biting flies. The weathered, 'seen it all' barman absently served me a warm beer and the 'mixed grill of the day'. The lamb loin, beef steak, quarter chicken and venison ragu topped with a fried egg was cooked to delicious perfection, and the chilli sauces he offered on the side, were sublime. Turns out an Angolan prospector had spent some months in the area. He perfected the sauces from the selection of chillies a previous lodger had planted - before disappearing one night without paying his board - but leaving behind the recipes that eventually became the Hot Drops..."