I really would love to dedicate this entire blog to the love of my life. It has a rather sexy French (sounding) name and when my lips met her body, the world changed. I’m pretty sure Brian Epstein experienced less glee and less happiness when he first saw The Beatles at The Cavern. Anyway, this […]Read more "Mount Grace: Food at its best"
Last Thursday, my day involved taking brat to the airport for his single day in Durban. Go figure. Anyway, the aim of the day was to get hold of some hipster noodles. Hipster noodles are like regular noodles but served and eaten by hipsters. I like the hipsters in Jozi as, because of them, there […]Read more "Lai Lai Garden: How to make GOOD Chinese Food"
I was vegetarian for six years of my life. I didn’t have a reason for becoming vegetarian. The basic story is that I woke up one day and decided not to eat meat. The decision had no basis in religious belief or in my love for animals. The decision did make me seem like a […]Read more "Greenside Café: Attack of the Vegans"
I really love driving. The lure of the open road is addictive. The sights. The solitude. The power that reverberates when you put foot to floor. Speaking to Riaz this weekend, he mentioned something, well, bad about Jozi when it comes to driving. He said that Jozi instills a natural instinct to rush. He’s right. […]Read more "Driving Down the R21 Freeway"
It’s weird this blogging thing. I treat this blog more as a reference guide rather than a guide through life and events that occur in this beautiful city. Then you do a 10km run with a sprained ankle and it changes all that. Inner city rejuvenation is a topic often brought up within circles in […]Read more "Run Jozi"
London has the Thames. Paris has the Seine. New York City has the sea and the Hudson. Jozi, on the other hand, has a few species of aloe and some thorn bushes. If you look around Jozi, there is a definitive lack of a decent sized river that flows through it. Sure there is the […]Read more "The Workers Museum in Newtown"
So it was a sunny day in the middle of last year. Being a day, I decided to give Riaz, Keshin and Brat a call and said, “Hey, let’s go to Soweto.” So we did. We really had no plan on what we intended to do or even where we were going. But we did […]Read more "Soweto: Some joint on the side of the road"