Saturday, December 10, 2005
Service: * * * 1/2
Food: * * * *
Ambience: * * * 1/2
Babe Count: * * * * *
Phone: +27 11 482 4309
Address: 66 4th Avenue, Melville
S has just come back from boxing, and we're hungry. But we're tired of the same old places.
Which makes me think of CAFE in Melville. It's got a delightful porch, with comfie chairs.
And even though we're in the middle of a blazing summer here in Johannesburg, it's damn chilly.
'Look at that!' says S.
She's pointing at a blanket draped over each of the chairs on the porch.
'Do you want the red one or the white one?' I ask.
She's wearing red today, so she chooses the red one.
I order spicy Moroccan lamb stew with couscous, and she goes for the grilled salmon with steamed vegetables.
The food arrives, and I'm happier than a lamb frolocking in a field. The plate is not overly large, and the portion is just the right size. (I'm very much against HUGE portions. They put me off. In this case, the amount is right. And I'm VERY hungry.)
S takes a bite of her salmon. 'Roy,' she says, 'this is the best fish I've tasted in South Africa since I've been back from London.'
She spent about five years living in London. Now that she's back, she's already making waves in the musical theatre field. (Yes, yes, yes... I'm proud of her. So sue me for bragging, okay?)
We're both very puzzled about how quiet the place is. So I say to Raymond, the manager, 'You guys really should be a lot busier than you are. Is it always like this?'
He says, 'Today is out of the ordinary. We're normally really bustling.'
I say, 'Maybe it's got something to do with this cold weather?'
S says, 'This is the best meal I've had in months!'
And then I take a snap of her on my phone, and she asks if she can do a self-portrait. Which she does. And that's the pic I've used to illustrate this post. Talented gal, huh? She sings and dances and laughs too.