With little alternative I have adapted to living in Johannesburg and even come to love the grand old Highveld lady. But, when I go to Cape Town and leave the airport, something happens to me; my soul breathes more deeply and there is no denying that I am home.
My friend Susan and I had timed our flights perfectly, she flew in from Durban to attend the South African Food Blogger Indaba, and our host, Tandy, fetched us. Many people stared as we met in the arrivals hall, shrieking and hugging one another.
We made our way to Tandy’s home in Gordons Bay, where Tandy cooked delicious meals for us. First was a lunch of caponata, (Tandy had made this as her entry into the Vin-atics challenge) with flatbreads.
On Saturday evening we were joined by longtime friend Chantelle, and treated to a four-course meal that included a starter of gazpacho (with a divine home-baked olive bread) and crayfish cooked on the fire by Tandy’s husband Dave.
After a riotous night of wine and laughter, we fell into bed (top bunk for me) and snored away until it was time to do our early trip to the other side of Cape Town to attend the Indaba.
Part 2 to follow.