The nicest thing about owning a house is you can do whatever you like with it, and hopefully increase its value in doing so. That’s why one of the first things we did after moving in to our Very First Housie two-and-a-half months ago was to knock some nails in the walls. But of course we have far grander plans than that. And as Husband is quite the MacGyver-type handyman, he’s happy to do it himself instead of paying someone else to do it for him. That’s why I now have the most beautiful light fittings, ceiling fans, bedroom cupboard area, and thanks to last weekend’s efforts, a very strong support structure for a lovely sheltered patio area. But of course, that’s not all we did…
Friday, 6 February 2015: Loadshed roof exploring
Saturday, 7 February 2015: Breakfast at Melissa’s, lunch at Panama Jacks and first stage of patio beam installation
Sunday, 8 February 2015: Breakfast at Cafe Lacomia, drinks at Captain’s Kitchen
Wednesday, 11 February 2015: Nutella hot chocolate at Melissa’s
Thursday, 12 February 2015: Refreshing (alcoholic) work lollies
Friday, 13 February 2015: Office Valentine’s Day celebrations
That’s all for now, folks – but this is my birthday weekend, so I’m sure there’ll be a cake or two involved – have some for me 😉
“Know where Charlize Theron eats seafood when she’s in Cape Town? Right here, at Panama Jacks,” our waitress whispered conspiratorially during our lipsmacking Saturday lunch. We could certainly see why. But of course, that’s not all we’ve done since my last update…
Thursday, 8 January 2015: Husband and parents lunch at Fat Cactus
Saturday, 10 January 2015: Family lunch at Panama Jacks, a chilly dip in Blouberg
Sunday, 11 January 2015: Breakfast at Aunt Sysy’s, cocktails at Cape to Cuba, swimming in the warm Muizenberg sea
That’s all, folks! I know, I know – no milkshake pics (though I did have a strawberry one at Panama Jacks), no photos of Bassie, and not a single shot of the sunset! Gasp! Will hopefully rectify the situation next time round… Click here to visit the Panama Jacks website.
Last weekend was a bittersweet one as we took my parents to the airport for their much-anticipated, well-deserved Mediterranean cruise to celebrate Mom’s 60th birthday this coming week – shh! Don’t tell her I told you! 😉 So while we were super excited on their behalf (especially as Husband is quite the aviation fanatic, as I’m sure you know)… it was also sad for us – mainly that we couldn’t go with, but also because we’re so used to seeing them every few days and having them just a WhatsApp message away when advice is needed (and this week LOTS of advice has been needed… but that’s a topic for another post).
So Saturday was all about the airport – Husband even took a video of the parents’ plane taking off for Johannesburg, where they spent a night with mom’s sweet family before flying on to Paris and Italy – click here to see it!
But before that was a wonderful late-Friday farewell work lunch with my fantastic current colleagues before we went our separate ways – and as luck would have it, we ate at the Fireman’s Arms, which I already knew made a marvellous Dom Pedro, so Dom Pedro I did:
And to eat? An enormous bacon cheese burger with fries (I ate EVERY. SINGLE chip/speck of relish and polished off the burger… in fact, that’s all I ate that day!)
Sunset skies are the perfect start to a weekend. And then the weekend began! Here’s what we did, starting with the airport:
Sunday was a relaxing day filled with warm-feeling-flooding-your-body things like a wine farm breakfast at Poplars Restaurant in D’Aria Wine Estate (which is where we did our very first wine tasting when we first moved down, click here for a reminder), as well as afternoon cake and lolling about in front of the fire as it turned rainy, as you’ll see below…
That’s all for now, folks… looks like we’re in for a few summery sunshine days so expect lots of happy pics in my next post!
One of my favourite things to do over a weekend is sleep in late and have a lazy breakfast. But the fact that it’s a ‘lazy’ one means you usually don’t feel like putting it together yourself. Also, there’s only so much of the standard cheapie breakfast you can handle weekend after weekend when the toast is barely crisped, the tomato hasn’t seen the bottom of a grill and the bacon is limp… (Main contenders rhyme with Sneers, Slur and Limpy, if you must know).
And so, we often find ourselves out and about on a weekend morning, tasked with the hefty mission of finding somewhere reasonably close by (as our tummies are grumbling by then and wanting to be filled) as well as somewhere not too heavy on the purse strings (as our purses don’t hold much). Less than R100 for both of us to eat and drink is the target.
So it was to our delight that we found a place that ticked all the required boxes – 10 minutes from home, Inside at Seaside Village in Big Bay is a bit of a conundrum as it advertises itself as a place serving not just a) Indian food but also b) cocktails, and is known as a c) sports bar – Super Rugby was on when we visited Saturday mid-morning and beers were going down multiple gullets. Nevertheless, Inside pulls off the task well – We ended up paying just R75 in total for both of us to exit with tummies purring…
But it wasn’t a day of ‘saving on food and having lots of shiny coins to fill our purses’, oh no. Because with winter in the air, Husband is on a ‘pub food’ mission – bangers and mash, to be exact. So later in the day we bussed in to town, walked through howling winds and splurged a great deal at the Fireman’s Arms. Don’t scoff – it was a whopping R37 just for a 500ml draft beer (Amstel, nothing fancy or crafty), R48 on a dom pedro, and R75 for a rather pretty plate of mash and saucy onions, which sounds good – yet came with just two bangers, not the expected three. Sad face.
The ‘bangers and mash’ and weekend breakfast missions are set to continue, so watch this space…