- Published on 05 November 2013
I remember our night out in the Congolese savannah, looking for a restaurant that was still open. It was late, but when one owner learned it was THE Ghislaine Dupont from RFI who wanted feeding, he quickly fired up his stoves to cook us some fried chicken. The meat was tinged with the tang of kerosene and not especially warm, but it went down very well with some local beer.
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