Eat at Leo’s

At 6 pm on the 19th of December there was a dish of fragrant curry before me and I was at the crossroads. It looked good. At least six different vegetables I could see, as shiny and brightly colored as a bag of mixed buttons. They slouched inside a crisp raw cabbage leaf, which in…

Pretty Woman

There is only one occasion in my life where I feel like Julia Roberts. It’s when I am surrounded by mirrors, I have my heels sinking in white plush carpet, my hand is rummaging in the depths of a handbag that is not mine, and there is a woman that looks and speaks like an…

Lunch with Khan

Filtered sunlight falls in diagonal steaks across the table before me. It doubles the number of hues I see in the mosaics, and isolates me in a little ring of sunlight – one of the few in the room. But I don’t feel alone. Fatima has just brought me tea in a scalding silver kettle,…

Crapmas

Enjoyment against all odds 1pm yesterday revealed a great disappointment. We had intended to attend the tree lighting at the Montgomerie (swanky golf club managed by swankier hotel chain The Address.) closer inspection to the website had revealed it was on the 11th, not on the 10th as I had imagined. Now WHY would they…

Feel the Serenity

Today I will be a woman of little words. Very hard for me, but I’m channeling tranquility. This is Photo Friday’s theme, and I’m pretty big on it, although find I don’t get enough – those pesky leprechauns that I bred are constantly making me mother them. This is Sa’ala’s beach towel. He lives on…

Mission Possible

Yesterday I was flicking around other people’s blogs, and I found out about tnchick.com and the photohunt challenge. This week it is “Hard to Find”, and because my beloved photography course is finished, I decided that it was best to occupy myself with something productive or I might end up getting addicted to Murder she…