Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
I have been enjoying Amber Jones' blog, Thunder In Our Hearts for a while now, as I assume you are too [if not, you're in for a treat] I don't look at TIOH everyday, but rather every week or so, that I can build up a weeks worth of prettiness, talent and undiscovered gems. You know when you were a kid and you had a sweet box that you saved your holy molys and rascals in so you could build up a stash in the case of an emergency? [K I was never that kid, I was too much of a piggy to not swallow it all whole in one go] Ye, well, that's what I'm talking about.
It is exactly 27 sleeps until my 22nd birthday. [15 August] Those of you who know me will know that this is a really big deal. Those of you who know me really well, will know that to me, this is the single most extremely important day of the year; which I always seem to make last over a weekend. I also always give out birthday wishlists; this one here is for those cyberpals who don't know me in person, but feel obliged to send a little sumin' sumin'. [Really, feel obliged] One of my 'little' wants [stocking filler you know] are these jars/bottles/containers of ESSIE pastel delight. Aren't they just candy for your fingernails?
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Monday, July 18, 2011
I have spoken before of my Great grandmother, Nanna Peg, whom I visit from time to time. After another one of our tea and lemon cream dates, I took her photo albums with me. It seems almost improbable that 97 years, 3 children, 8 grandchildren, 16 great-grandchildren, countless overseas adventures and 2 world wars can all squeeze themselves into an old pick n pay packet. I can spend too many hours in an evening wandering through other people's memories. That's Nanna in the top left pic with my Dad; next to her is my granny Barbara with my Dad.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
|Adrienne in Joburg|
|House in Krugersdorp|
|The cows on my uncle's farm|
|Adrienne, Lezanne and AnMari at Market on Main|
|AnMari at Market on Main|
|Adrienne at Wolves Café|
A silly development from my 'toy' camera I bought for R10. I love how I never know which 6 or so photos will actually come out. I'm rather fond of this mix, mostly from when my sister, Adrienne came up for a visit in the beginning of this year. I miss her everyday, so we send a lot of smses, facebook messages and enjoy many phonecalls; but mostly we try and make the other one jealous, by sending pics of what we are eating.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Monday, July 4, 2011
|Eastern Food Bazaar; this place is insane. Go there!|
|The girls; Robyn, Claire, Renée & Maxine|
|Superb sarnies at Yours Truly in Long Street|
|Coffee at Manna|
|Tretchikoff exhibition at the South African National Gallery|
|Falafal Pita at Lazari|
|Cleo fashion ed, Carla at Lazari|
1. First of all, let me just say: EASTERN FOOD BAZAAR! If you haven't, you really should. This place is tasty and tasty is good! I ate a chicken shwarma the size of my face. I swear, I ate and I ate and I ate and then I took what looked like my entire shwarmalama in a doggy bag.
2. I ate my first macaroon from Cassis in Garden Center, which was awfully moreish and I still wish I'd brought a bucket load of those back with me.
3. A place I'd heard too many good things about to not try, is Yours Truly. This little sandwich bar is delightfully delicious and one of the many great spots along Long Street. You can make up your own sarnie or oder one of the pre-designed combos. I went for the chorizo sausage, tomato, some greens and chutney on ciabatta; I definitely recommend it.
4. I walked through the company gardens with Robyn, Maxine and Renée, which is always an enjoyable way to pass time. We saw the Tretchikoff exhibition at the South African National Gallery, which is really, truly brilliant! Also spotted some knitting bombing on the handrail!
4. My friend Claire is the chef at Manna Epicure in Kloof Street, so we made a stop there for a Latte, a shortbread cookie and some bread. After sitting on the porch in the sunshine for a bit, I began to wish I'd studied something sensible, like medicine, so that I could afford the mezzé platter or the mussels in garlic sauce. For me, the best thing about this place, is Claire - it was such a treat to see her in her chefs uniform poaching eggs and looking terribly professional. It makes one extremely proud to see friends doing so well for themselves. Claire has started a food blog that chronicles her cooking adventures; as a treat to you and me, she is taking requests as to what you would like to cook, but can't because you spent your days watching re-runs of days of our lives instead of the food channel. I love this idea, because it makes it real easy to be clever in the kitchen when someone else is doing the research.
5. One of the things I miss the most living away from my home is the endless supply of kids to hang out with. I got to see most of them on Saturday night for Bruce's blog party and then a boogie in Assembly.
6. I miss half price sushi specials down the road, which Becky and I used to frequent. Thankfully I got to stuff my face with enough raw fish and rice to last me a while - or at least until I next go home! It is always a laugh and a treat to see Bex. She teaches me things about my camera I should have known ages ago and we speak about other peoples lives. [Never dull]
I spent the rest of my time at home with my family. Adrienne and I got to catch up on seafood platters and DVDs in bed, I got to go shopping with my Mom, talk business and clever things with Dad, talk gossip with my big sister Jenna while getting my roots re-bleached and I got to see how much my little cousins have grown. When you're away from home, you miss the evenings at the dinner table and private jokes stemming from countless Seinfeld episodes, the chatter around the breakfast table [where the breakfast is made for you] and the lazy Sunday lunches on the stoep.