Cappuccinos I have known and loved

Left one rainy city for another for an Easter break near that imposing mountain. Cape Town has toyed with us. One sunny day, one rainy day, one sunny day, one cold day, and so on. Saturday morning led us to Long Street in a city that really seems to work for itself. Long Street ties it all together with its appeal to the cosmo-hippie-boho-bergie-Euro set. The antiques arcade – a real find – and Clarke’s awesome bookstore with its incredible selection of local literature sit side by side with a bar carrying huge signs advertising R10 a shooter (visions are conjured, and they are nor pretty), surf shops, a German barber and my latest find, Yours Truly, home of the artistic cappuccino. Or at least home to Sakky, the guy behind the counter that ended my search for cappuccino art. Definitively.
For the past few months I have taken to photographing my daily cup. Continue reading

My Southern Valentine

#83: Head South. Really. Down Rifle Range Road and near Columbine Ave (and they wonder why I think the South of Joburg sounds dangerous), we  went to The Glen Shopping Centre for a Valentine’s dinner. Turns out that besides for Christmas, V-day is the biggest day on The Glen’s calendar.  And there were enough women in red and teenagers necking or smoking in dark alleyways to prove it. Continue reading