This weekend the Simondium Country Lodge hosted the charming Garden Ideas Market .
With spring around the corner, gorgeous weather predicted for the day and a chance to experience the magnificent views on offer, I was in!
(Franschhoek Wine Tram with the majestic Simonsberge in the background)
“Wine is wont to show the mind of man” – Theogenis
Despite the fact that I spend my weekdays dealing with farmers and exporters in the wine industry, I know very little about the actual product itself, much to my friends’ dismay. When presented with a wine list, the phrase “Ask Gillian, she works in wine…” has never once resulted in my smug identification of some memorable wine, based purely on my in-depth knowledge of the humble grape.
“Where there is no wine, there is no love” – Euripides
I do, however, enjoy the fruit of the vine as much as the next ignorant boozer. So imagine my delight when I stumbled upon a local video expounding varietal virtues in terms I could understand, using a familiar frame of reference – people!
“A person with increasing knowledge and sensory education may derive infinite enjoyment from wine.” – Ernest Hemingway
If you’re looking for wine-geek sound bites with which to impress your friends, then don’t waste your time. This is a heartfelt description of each of the more popular varietals produced and consumed in South Africa; from the behaviour of the vine, right through to the personality traits of the resultant wine.
“… he had me at Sauvignon Blanc.” – Me
Winter is my time to hibernate – I stock up on red wine, do lots of slow cooking, spend my evenings drawing, reading and painting, and I avoid going out wherever I can. It’s a fantastic excuse to stay home and immerse myself in some serious self-indulgence, like buying new art materials online and cooking a hearty pot of delicious soup!
One of my favourites is Jamie Oliver’s real mushroom soup. It’s dead easy to make and totally delicious to eat. This is one pot, comfort food cooking at its best, and being a JO recipe, it’s just a glug of this and a knob of that and Robert’s your mother’s brother.
“When strangers gather happily together at a table, it’s because they’re getting something more than a standard meal or drink out of it.” So says Adee Braun in her article Alone Together: the return of communal restaurant tables.
There is definitely nothing ‘standard’ about the food or drink at Julia Hatting’s Reverie social table in Observatory, where strangers gather happily at one long table to enjoy a delicious meal, great local wines and friendly conversation.
I’m no wheeler dealer. I don’t strike deals, push for discount or seek out bargains. I pay the advertised price and celebrate demurely (with my inside voice) if I feel I’ve received value for money. Strange then for me to be pushing a pensioner to cough up more for the espresso cups I was trying to pawn off on her!
It’s this shop, it has that effect. Sixteen tiny rooms crammed floor to ceiling, and then some, with relics from a bygone era – Eddi buys everything, and everything’s for sale.
There are few things in life more satisfying than a snooze in dappled sunlight after a good lunch. Fewer, even, are the restaurants that cater to this impulse. The Table is just such an establishment, encouraging patrons to languish on the lawns, sipping sleepily on wines alongside the vines that gave them provenance, while slowly digesting a hearty meal… comfort food in every sense.
The Table is located on the beautiful De Meye boutique wine estate near Stellenbosch, where, for five generations, the Myburgh family has been proudly ‘keeping things real and personal’. This ethos has been carried over to the restaurant, where only a handful of tables are spread out under the trees in the vast, park-like garden, each receiving the hosts’ personal attention.
On a hot Sunday morning, at the height of a January heatwave, my friend Julie dragged me off to Bree street to experience ‘community building and healthy recreational activity’ in the form of Open Streets Cape Town.
Reluctantly, I went, with no real grasp of the intent behind the event – I returned enlightened, sunburned and spent! Open Streets is a platform for change, where people can gather en masse and integrate organically, just by interacting in a space that’s usually off limits.
Tulbagh, famous for the ‘wtf?’ earthquake of 1969, was the natural choice for yet another earth shattering event in the form of my ‘wtf-th?’ birthday. It was also the weekend of the Tulbagh Arts Festival, so I gathered the clan and we headed out to the country.
Terry, an old varsity buddy, owns the beautiful Wild Olive farm and guest cottages just outside town. We’d booked the Guinea Fowl (of which we saw many) which slept six comfortably. The cottage was beautifully appointed, the cosy fire place put to good use on the chilly spring nights and the sweeping views down the valley, breathtaking.
It’s not every day you get to cook a meal on the beach with one of your favourite chefs, but I was lucky enough to experience exactly that after a recent art holiday in Paternoster. The chef du jour was none other than Suzi Holtzhausen from Gaaitjie Restaurant. And what better way to end off a week of R-and-R-and-Art than by spending a day foraging and cooking with a personal food hero?
I love the food at Gaaitjie and have described it before as ‘highly skilled love on a plate‘. There are no pretenses, which I find particularly refreshing – flavours combine with reason, textures serve a purpose and it’s all put together with a delicate touch. Still, I was intimidated at the thought of meeting the chef.
When 2015 rolled around I hit the ground running. Work was crazy with a lot of time spent on the road. I’d barely caught my breath when March arrived, and with it, an art holiday I’d booked last year with Ajay’s Art. I wasn’t in the mood for spending yet more time away from the office, my home or my comfortable routine, but I’d paid and there really was no way out of it. Reluctantly, I packed my bags and set off for Paternoster.
From the moment I met hosts Andre (Ajay) Jacobs and his partner, Hesther, I started to relax. Their attitude was casual and laid back, yet everything had been organised well in advance – from the accommodation and restaurant bookings, to art supplies and schedules. I soon realised that all that was expected of me for the next seven days was to show up, relax and learn, which is exactly what I did.