A lovely eggsperience

Pablo Eggs Go BarDid you mean Pablo Escobar?

No. But perhaps they did when they named their restaurant. When I say Eggs Go Bar then everyone says Escobar. So it seems everyone knows about Pablo.

Pablo Eggs Go Bar is located in Mellville, where for many years, and from what I remember when I lived in the area, it had been an antique/vintage shop. Opposite the Golf Tea Room. I had booked for Savy and I to meet there for breakfast the previous week but she wanted to go somewhere closer to home. 

So the following week there I was,  ordering fresh squeezed juices and something with an egg or 3 in the dish. Difficult to choose from the menu, it mostly is something you have never had for breakfast before and you certainly will be back for more. When you see the meals at the tables on either side of you being devoured with the same relish you applied to your meal you must assume everything is delicious. It's a case of 'plate-envy' - when you see what's on someone else's plate and you think maybe you should have ordered that. I could have eaten a bucket full of the hummus that was served with my dish, it was that yummy.

Book or go early because it really gets packed, the vibe is good and the clientele eclectic, very interesting.

The Pudding Shop

I cannot describe it. You have to experience it. The creepers across the walls, the natural light above, the thought put into the small details, the attention to comfort, the combination of calm with a burst of colour, the soulful music and good food in front of the fireplace. You will want to stay all day.

Please go before The Pudding Shop closes at the end of July 2016. 
After that it becomes a venue for hire.

Youth Day outing

On public holidays they have a antique vintage fair at the Voortrekker monument so that's what we decided to do on Youth Day. However, listening to Redi Tlhabi's show where people were recounting their involvement on 16 June 1976 it seemed our trip was a little inappropriate. We, therefore, decided to go to the fair, view the monument since it was really as a result of the Voortrekkers coming here that lead up the the eventual event on June 16, and then revisit Freedom Park. 

The fair was okay. Lots of coins, stamps and old medals. An old SA flag here and there on sale, argh, and a large painting of Verwoerd. Really!


We went up to the monument and viewed the outside, then the inside, climbed the steps to the top to look down on the tomb and outside to look at the cityscape. We didn't go downstairs to the Voortrekker exhibition/museum though.


I had heard on the radio months before that they had put in a road that connected Voortrekker monument with Freedom Park and after asking at the office for directions we drove up to Freedom Park. 

Last time I was at Freedom Park ythe museum was not open. Now you start at the museum and then proceed to the heritage site. Skipping the museum visit is not an option. All the staff will insist you go inside and escort you to the door. You won't be sorry. Informative and well laid out, a good reminder of the journey of our nation. Not as detailed or as heavy on content as the Apartheid museum but the same course of events obviously. 
We walked up the hill to the heritage site and followed the paths all around it. The vegatation, the veld grasses and trees, makes the walk so calming. Many people had come to spend this Youth Day here. Remembrance.

Snapshots

White on green

Not quite Louis Vuitton

We went out shopping but didn't buy anything. 

They weren't quite Louis Vuitton but I loved the suitcases.

A group of giraffe together is called a tower of giraffe, I had to Google it.

Love the reflection created by the light on the dark wall.

At the end we stopped to have a wonderful lunch. A lovely morning.