Personal Essays

Road trip turns treasure hunt

My ideal road trip vehicle is this classic Borgwood Isabella in delectable red dating from the 1950s. Here’s me on the way to the post office, snapping myself standing next to it! Coincidentally I am wearing a red gabardine coat from the same era.

What is better than heading off down the unbeaten track, winding down the window and taking a deep breath of fresh air, mingled with traces of dust or the smells of the veld? When my partner J and I go on a road trip we love to seek out all the interesting little towns and villages and keep everything really relaxed and open ended.

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The Curious Cook

Summertime means strawberry time

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Photo: redberryfarm.co.za

When I was a child, one of my favourite holiday treats was to stop at Mooiberge farm stall in Stellenbosch to buy a box brimful of freshly picked strawberries. Bright red and nectar sweet, I would devour them right there and then in the back seat of our old beat-up Mazda. We used to combine them with the most perfect accompaniment, a punnet of thick Jersey cream, into which we would dip the tip of each berry. This was back in the late 80s and 90s, when this now iconic farm stall was much smaller with only a handful of scarecrows to point the way.

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