Restaurants

We had the most disastrous meal out yesterday that it was almost funny and became a topic of hilarious debate on the way home!


Robert wanted his cousin and sister to meet up after many years not in touch but as sister doesn’t get out bed until midday it was arranged that we would pick up cuz and meet sis at what she thought was a fabulous restaurant near where she lives in Durbanville at 2pm for lunch. To ME lunch should be over by 2 and, glad though I am to accommodate someone, I still think it’s a monumental cheek for the one person (whose living schedule is totally out of kilter with the world) to call all the shots, but that’s sis! So we girded our loins with a latish breakfast at 9am hoping it would hold us till 2. What I forgot about was that she is also forever late and then there were the drinks to be ordered after much discussion all of which delayed the ordering process. The waitress eventually got bored with us and went off somewhere so that at 2.45pm we had to go and look for her to order LUNCH. Everyone wanted the roast lamb for which this place was supposedly famous, I wanted the Eisbein. When it eventually came AT 3.30PM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we had eaten the rolls and butter and, because I was desperate, I had eaten all the restaurant sweeties I had saved up in my handbag plus half a roll of Rennies and a chewing gum!! The food was cold as were the plates and – much to my horror – it was all sent back to the kitchen to be heated! I didn’t want to let mine go, who cared if it was cold? Finally at 3.50pm it came back all nicely hot (if a bit overdone) and we got stuck in. I ate SO quickly, like a feral cat, that after 15 minutes I was full and had to have the rest in a doggy box! I was heartily glad I’d had the half a roll of Rennies. The restaurant/pub’s excuse? Saturday was St Patrick’s Day and they’d been up till 4am – do I look as if I care? I left the place when they called the manager and the waitress and kitchen staff to lay a complaint. OAP can be cutting when he’s angry but his sister leaves him stone last in the angry stakes – I didn’t want to be around for that so went and sat in the car burping gently. Other than the total disaster of a very mediocre meal the day went well and with sis and cuz reunited OAP felt his job was done. What a waste of a lovely day which could have been spent at West Coast National Park or Rondevlei Bird Sanctuary or strolling along the beach at Muizenburg.

Today is overcast and cool and we are going to look for a Porta Potti as OAP has invited friends to “stay as long as you like” over Easter and our septic tank has backed up so we only have the guest loo! Very awkward, especially first thing in the morning when nearly everyone our age ablutes in a smelly way! A PP will save the day and can live on the balcony - a new take on a “Loo With a View”!