Perhaps one of the most annoying yet smaller quality-of-life crimes of the apartheid era (especially for those of us who like a cold one on a hot day) was that nonwhites weren’t allowed to make or sell beer. The enterprising residents of Soweto did it anyway, brewing their own and hiding it under beds or in the ground when the police popped in every so often for a raid.
These local watering holes were called shebeens, and the women who ran them shebeen queens. Back when ingredients for beer were expensive, the shebeen queens would skimp and make alcohol by soaking bread in battery acid, sometimes killing a few customers. But these days, beer making and selling is legal, and ingredients are cheaper, so there’s no battery acid necessary.