Surreal # 1: Don’t ask. Just go with it.

22Jul09

Sometimes, while pondering the universe  or just despairing into space while waiting to get connected to the internet via my MTN/Mweb 3G/HSDPA modem, I imagine that I am in a hostile, rocky, desert-type landscape, that the sun is beating down mercilessly, that I am a hundred years old, weak from lack of food and dehydrated, [...]

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Tags: Food, internet, money, Potchefstroom, relationships, religion, work

Parallel universe

18Jun09

Okay,  somewhere in between the weekend in the bush, the period during which my brain stopped working (Monday afternoon/Tuesday), the all-nighter getting my essay in and the restless night in my niece’s bed before hunting-weekend I have entered a parallel universe. It is a very strange place.
I have attributed the low-level depression I have felt [...]

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Tags: Doppio Zero, Food, French, life, parallel universe

And foie gras

19May09

You know, I really hate to go on and on about Hayibo, but today’s illuminating (and relieving, I promise) piece on Mrs Zille’s “wild whore libido” really made me think twice about applying for that SAPPI job in Nelspruit.
I spent some time this morning with the guys, trying to instil in them valuable production tools such [...]

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Tags: eating, Food, Helen Zille

No, seriously

03May09

Okay. The beetroot ring was not a great mission; once I decided how many leaves of gelatine to use in 600ml of the cooking liquid things went swimmingly. I cooked the beetroot yesterday, so the only thing that took time was the “season to taste” part.
I am a person who does not like to use [...]

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Tags: cooking, Food

On writing #3: Nothing to say

30Apr09

I am going through an alarming phase in which I have nothing to say. This did not worry me over the weekend, as I was in the company of friends and, apparently, 27 bottles of wine. And then, when I got back on Monday, I could string a sentence or two together about recycling these [...]

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Tags: coffee, cooking, Food, God, Neil Diamond, yoga

A weekend away

27Apr09

I think the final count was something like 27 bottles of wine, eight bottles of vodka, four bottles of whiskey and a couple of beers.  We were 12 for the duration, but a bunch of extras joined in on Saturday.  I cannot quite believe the numbers as I did not do the calculation myself, but generally [...]

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Tags: chocolate, drinking, Food, friends

Way retro chocolate fridge cake

18Apr09

I just realised that in the “love your smile” Dentyne ad, there are almost only white people. It has a cast of about 20, and I think there may be one coloured girl in the “group photo” scene on a beach.  And the cop may have been black, but it is impossible to be sure unless [...]

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Tags: advertising, chocolate, eating, Food, my mother

Bête Noire, MTN and chocolate cake

02Apr09

I am not sure why I do not use the internet more judiciously. I could argue that it is because my Mweb/MTN-3G/HSDPA connection has mostly been in a coma recently, but when I chose a name for my blog it was uncharacteristically operational, and hence, that would be lie.
Whatever. Point is that this morning I [...]

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Tags: broadband, chocolate, Food, French, recipes, service providers

The end of the world all over again

26Mar09

It was like Armageddon. No, really. It was just like the movie. A meteorite the size of Table Mountain (as opposed to the size of Texas*) hit a huge inland lake around the area where Vredefort is now about three thousand million years ago.
The effect was that of multiple atom bombs going off. It was Hiroshima, [...]

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Tags: baboons, eating, Food, fossil fuel, life, Travel, Vredefort dome

Dinner

04Mar09

“I suppose running a restaurant is not the same as retiring and never having to work again,” Ruth said. “No, too much work,” I replied. We sipped our wine. I could see that we were going to order some food soon.
“I think winning the lottery… the Euro Millions, means never having to work again,” I [...]

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Tags: ageing, eating, Food, lottery, working