Go early. Go late. Just don’t go on time. At lunch-time, that is. For Karen Dudley’s ‘little’ Kitchen is jam-packed Monday to Friday. Okay if you grew up in Hong Kong the jostle for food and a perch won’t bother you. If it was a Boland farm it might. But it will also remind you of crisp produce straight from the fields and cooked meals from an old wood-burning oven. Read the rest of this entry »
Nobu, fine Japanese food that you won’t find in local sushi chains
With 21 branches Nobu may be the McDonald’s of the McKinsey change consultant. Alone and in a different global capital every week, the Nobu sushi counter may be the most inconspicuous and comforting place to dine solo - with a dash of luxury. And then of course there is the Prozac of the preppy: the raw fish. Read the rest of this entry »
The Roundhouse, God not another restaurant with a view – Camps Bay
Bone marrow fat is the new fish oil. This yellowy goo is even better for your health than the Omega 3 and 6 fats found in sporty swimmers such as sardines and tuna, leading American stem cell scientists accidentally discovered in new* research. Of course Parisian ladies from the fourth arrondissement have long known of its anti-ageing benefits. Read the rest of this entry »
Harbour House, Kalk Bay fish restaurant with a view
Beside the seaside there is an itsy bitsy teenie weenie*… family of fishies. Stuck to beach cottage walls by Pisscatorial, the Cape’s leading holiday home decorator, these wood-carved artifacts – displayed in descending order of size (daddy fishy, mommy, Wendy and little Johnny) – have spawned and entire cottage industry. Read the rest of this entry »
Superette, café in the gentrifying dodgy end of Woodstock
This trendy joint knows when to be size zero and when to be size sixteen, when to be an emo boy in skinny jeans and when to be super size. This adaptability isn’t immediately apparent on entering Superette. Indeed the first impression is quite the opposite – filling me with apprehension of lean and tasteless fodder. Read the rest of this entry »
Wakame, Mouille Point sushi restaurant with a view
With its sweeping views of the sun-kissed Atlantic this restaurant is in a prime spot. It’s also located alongside Cape Town’s version of Ground Zero – the crater next door where a structure once stood. Though that it remains a vacant lot is more likely due to the financial crisis than an indiscriminate terrorist attack. Thankfully for the ‘cultivated’ casual diners Read the rest of this entry »
Piroschka Hungarian German Kitchen in the city
Goulash makes for an unusual breakfast but then the first time I stumbled upon the gypsy-chic Piroschka ladies and their bubbling cauldron of this dish at the Biscuit Mill morning market I couldn’t resist a bowl. The last time I had sampled this dish, which is neither soup nor stew but somewhere in between, Read the rest of this entry »
Haiku Asian Tapas, gentrified cuisines of the Far East
In the mood for the sweetness of minced pork and spring onion dumplings I walked over to Haiku to sample some of their dim sum. Dumplings, steamed and fried, may be the best known dim sum, or tapas, that make up this traditional Cantonese dish. Unlike the Spanish take on bite-sized food dim sum are more of a breakfast snack than an after work nibble in a bar. Read the rest of this entry »
Greens on Park, a café in Gardens
There’s nothing like a sunny winter’s day in the Cape. Superior to most summer days, when the relentless wind batters, a dry day between rain squalls is all the more precious for its rarity. Time to make hay. Or even better – eat lunch outdoors. Read the rest of this entry »
