Cape Town - Day 2

P* and I woke up quite early but we took forever to get ready…we faffed around doing God knows what? Can’t really remember…Oh, I remember, we watched Beyonce’s 26-song DVD “Live at Roseland” and swapped stories about some of our respective friends recent engagements – love it. However, all this chitter-chatter found us speeding down Geneva Drive trying to make it to either The Kove or Paranga before 12pm! 

Unfortunately, we only got there at about 12:05pm and they point blank REFUSED so serve us breakfast, none of the ‘let’s go check with the chef story” just a direct “no, we’ve started serving lunch”. Tjo! They told us to go to Café Sophia or Sofia *don’t know* down the road…Our first thought was: is it the sister establishment to the Sophia’s in Rosebank? If so, then we’ll pass - we can’t have the same breakfast in Johannesburg AND in Cape Town bleh – too boring. After a minute of trying to decide where to go next, we power walked down the road to old faithful Café Capri, with our eyes crossed, tongues crossed and toes crossed. Lucky for us, they put our order through even though they had started serving lunch. Love these people :-)

We sat outside and watched all the weird and wonderful people walk up and down the road. 50 year olds *exaggeration* with 20 year old looking thighs in shorts and 50 year olds* not exaggerating* with 70 year old looking thighs in miniscule skirts. A girl with the most beautiful weave wearing leopard print jazz pants, a black tee, suede wedge shoes (closed) *yes, SUEDE and CLOSED* and a large Louis Vuitton tote in the scorching heat. I swear it was 32 degrees out…re_ally girrrl? Didn’t spot any hot dudes.

Finished our breakfast but it was so hot I had to stop over at the Camps Bay Vida E Caffe for a refreshing Mango Frio (blended ice + mango)…aaaah*content sigh*. We’d probably walked 5 metres and we were already feeling parched, sigh. By the time we got to the car P* looked like she was about to faint “Delirious I’m feeling really dizzy and nauseous”. I just thought she was pregnant Lol :-) Shame, poor P* she got better on the way to Steenberg though…lots of water and the promise of good wine.

On the way to Steenberg we listened to:

Jigga

Beyonce

1. Girls, Who Run the World
2. Put My love On Top
3. Why Don’t You Love Me

Tuks Senganga

Cars whooshing past us *we did not want to miss our Exit, M42*.

What we drank:

We chose the flagship tasting option:
R50 per person (refunded with any purchase of Ultra Premium or Icon Wine).
Up to 6 Wines from Wine List (Ultra Premium Wines).

Spit or Swallow?

1682 Chardonnay MCC – N_IICE, a party ain’t a party without some of this golden fizz.
Sauvignon Blanc Reserve 2010 – SPIT. Didn’t like this wine at all!

Catharina 2009: I think we had the red…I really can’t remember but I do remember Catharina Ustings Ras’s story… Definitely mine and P*’s kind gal - bold and daring.

The Semillon 2010: this white wine made me feel all warm and syrupy inside. Well made liquid peachy gold. It was beyond sublime. For the 15 mins it took to sip this wine; all was good with the world. SWALLOW!

The icon white blend – Magna Carta 2009: is a blend made up of 60% Sauvignon Blanc from the 21-year old reserve block, and 40% barrel-fermented Semillon. Great, but the Semillon does it for me.

P* also had the Steenberg Rosé.

What we ate:

We ordered off their famous Tapas menu.

SOLOMILLO A LA TRINCHADO – Chalmar beef fillet, served in Bistro Sixteen82’s secret red wine and chilli sauce.

PAPAS CON ROMERO – new season Nicola potatoes, sautéed with fragrant rosemary, garlic and thyme.

GAMBAS PIL PIL – shelled tiger prawns smothered in lip-smacking garlic and chilli oil.

HÍGADOS DE POLLO PICANTE – Chicken livers in a spicy chilli sauce. Apparently the Piri Piri sauce has been a WIP (work in progress) for some time, and is finally complete.

PAN DE LA PLACA – freshly baked, assorted breads. We got just one kind, but damn it was good, it reminded me of home; home baked with love kinda bread.

All this made me want to snog the Chef in thanks * a proper snog*.

We have to come back with the rest of the girls!

xoxo

CAMPS BAY

STEENBERG

Cape Town - Day 1

Ate:

Ice cream from Sinnful:

I had the Cookie Dough – OMGoodness.

P* had the Mango Sorbet (good choice, it was SCORCHING) and I swear we didn’t talk to each other for at least a minute after our first licks.

Had lunch at the Grand Beach Café:

P* had the Line Fish and a side order of chips.

I had the Peri-peri Calamari and a side order of chips.

Drank:

X1 Pimms No. 1 with lemonade and mixed with some mint, cucumber, strawberries etc.

X1 Pimms No. 1 with Ginger Ale and mixed with some mint, cucumber, strawberries etc.

X1 Bellini – too damn delish.

X1 Granadilla Daiquiri – A* it’s not waterrrrmelon anymore it’s now Granadilllla :-)

We got semi-sauced…

 

Did:

• We sat in the sun with our feet buried in the sand and tried to zoom-in on the hot biceps on the boats. We also bumped into my sister and my cousin, SMH these two…tsk tsk. 

                                Let me give you a bit of background:

Thursday, my sister who’s staying with me till Varsity reopens asked me what my day looked like the next day (Friday). I told her I was going to be in back to back meetings and travelling in-between offices. She then said ok, but can she leave with me in the morning…and then meet with PL* later. I’m thinking oh, PLN* is coming back from Nigeria and then they’ll probably go to Pretoria (my aunt’s place) and then my sister will probably come back on Saturday morning, cause she’s supposed to drop me off at the Airport as I didn’t want to leave the car there…UH …Nope! These two had other plans and all I saw the next day was my sister getting into the car with an overstuffed weekend bag – “oh okay…”, she dropped me off at work and rushed off to do or drop something off at school…she got trapped in traffic, I had to ask a saintly colleague to drop me off at my first meeting, was late…blah blah blah. I then got a text mid-meeting…about 9am saying (note the text speak):

 “We aren’t going to Zanzibar anymore. (Huh? Delirious is seriously confused) PLN* got the dates of the Festival wrong (Busara).Tickets booked eveythin. Wudnt hav made the flight anyway at the rate I was going. Left keys with reception lady to give to T*.

Sori 4 inconvenience. Going to Cape Town instead. At the airport now. U can use that R100 for Gautrain & I’ll pick u up on Monday”.

First, I laughed – “U can use that R100 for Gautrain”! * Delirious is laughing so hard she starts snorting* (she’s my younger sister and a student).

Then I thought, WTF, how come neither she or my mom didn’t tell me what her and my cousin’s plans were so that we can make sure that the housekeeping (drop-off and pick-up logistics) were in place!! I’d planned my trip at least 3 weeks ago. Watev…got over it by 6pm.

So, when I saw these at the two at the Grand Beach Café: I just started shaking me head.

• Posed, pouted and snapped some pics – actually P* poses and photographs way better than I do, I just look sauced in all my photos – so over it.
• Went looking for the MAC’s Ruby Rouge at Cavendish Square, didn’t find it…went to Canal Walk…didn’t find it…walked around for ages…got really tired and angry at ourselves for even deciding to go to Canal Walk in the first place.
• Slept late – actually P* slept late…the “youngins” (my sister and my cousin) had invited us over to their hotel’s rooftop pool-bar and we said we’d drop by after we’d bought the Ruby Rouge…let’s just say P* was game for some fun and me…I just remember putting my head on a cushion and telling P to leave a wine glass out for me “I’ll have some wine now-now P*…zzzzz”.
• I earned the title: “No. 1 Fader”.

Packed and Ready to Go