A thick velvet curtain frames the entrance to the Tambourine restaurant on Harrington Street, where we have a dinner reservation. We are early. I reach out, tentatively, and draw back the curtain — the floor is empty but for a waiter bent over a table setting, making adjustments. I let the curtain fall again. “We are too early,” I hiss to my dining partner in a stage whisper.  Words: Mia McCarthy Alerted to our premature arrival, the staff falls into a well-choreographed rou

Before you first enter Veld and Sea, you would have driven around the Klaasjagersberg mountains in Cape Point, past the southern communities of Muizenberg, Kalk Bay, and Simon’s Town to arrive at an innocuous yet sprawling patch of land where Veld and Sea sits. Words / Photos: Kim M Reynolds Its founder and lead educator, Roushanna Gray, would have welcomed you with a special tea blend specific to her, which is served to every visitor to Veld and Sea. I received this tea duri

Words: Mia McCarthy In the voorkamer of the original Bosjes manor house, someone has framed an unfinished lace pattern. The loose threads...

“Hey Dan, pass me some of that — what is it called again? Gai tod.” Dan passes me a brightly-coloured plastic plate of impossibly crispy...