Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weekend. Show all posts

Sunday, 7 August 2011

semi-successful shopping

So I didn't find a desk yesterday, but I did get a few other things. One of them was this pair of 60s sunglasses for R10 (that's about $1.50)! There's also a retro coffee table that I might buy today. It looks kinda like the one below, just not painted.

Images: Me, Remedy

Friday, 15 July 2011

set fire to the rain


Like just about everyone else in the world I am loving Adele's new album. Play this one at top volume.

Monday, 25 April 2011

amber, banksy and pie


So my Easter weekend wasn't too exciting. My dog, Amber (she's 15 years old), had to stay at the vet with a drip in her paw last night, so I spent most of my time worrying and praying. I did, however, eat a super yummy meal and watched an arty documentary. The meal was tuna and pea pie and creamed sweetcorn at the Woolies Cafe and the doccie was Exit through the gift shop. The former has me obsessing about how I can recreate its deliciousness at home and the latter was pretty thought provoking, though I wish there had been more of Banksy in it. He seems like a really cool guy.

Image: Banksy

Sunday, 3 April 2011

food and facial hair

If we had a Dunkin Donuts in South Africa I would probably be a very large person. Alas, we do not, so I remain average sized. Luckily, the Woolies at one of the malls has a bakery that makes fresh donuts such as chocolate and creme. Mmmm...so good. It's covered in chocolate ganache. And when you bite into it? A liquid custard creme comes squirting out. I bought two. So I may very well be on my way to becoming a very large person...
The husband and I also eventually ate at Craft Trattoria yesterday. The food was pretty darn great, but what I really loved was the decor done by Egg Designs. Modern and oh-so-stylish. The husband and I shared the terrine salad of artichoke, red pepper and over roasted tomato with rocket and verjuice dressing as a starter. For mains I had the prawn linguine and he had the tricolore gnocchi with pork and red wine ragu.
Oh, and the husband was mistaken for Jack Parow. He was not amused. I blame the zef facial hair...