Thursday, December 6, 2007
1. I love my new forklift. It's so smooth and yellow.
2. I wish I lived in San Juan in the fifties. I'd have hated communists and loved a blonde girl.
3. My bonsai is a year older than I am. I've defeated it in every debate we've had until now.
4. If my building burnt down - I'd likely suffocate of smoke inhalation or be burnt to a crisp. C'est la vie.
5. Rugby is my drug. Like all addicts everywhere I silently harbour a fixation that is tempered by strict civility.
6. It's very likely I dont even have the one novel in me. (That said the temptation to sell the lot, head for the tropics and open a hack beach bar is greatest during December, when the Cape mistral pounds us relentlessly.)
7. My audience escaped the theatre a while back - since then I've been forced to read dead authors, and wait expectantly till my favourite living ones shot themselves in the face with shotguns in American ski resorts. (Thanks Hunter.)
8. "I have never been disciplined out of virtue but as a reaction to my negligence, I appear generous in order to conceal my meanness, I pass myself off as prudent because I am evil- minded, I am conciliatory in order not to succumb to my repressed rage" and I miss drinking mango juice and rum on white tiled terraces in the heat of a Cuban afternoon.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Set high above the Boland vineyards (overlooking such pompous though comparitively meagre venues as Ernie Els Wines and Guardian Peak) Overture is discreetly situated alonside the state-of-the-art wine cellar - allowing for sweeping vistas and much quaffing of the best sparkling wine: in fact the preference for local ingredients, wines and women is a major underlying bias in the proprieters make-up - much to the eternal glee of patrons and mates alike.
The facade of mystery surrounding our table of diners disapperared as quickly as the empty plates could be cleared: foie gras and duck tart served with brioche (other favourites included seared trout) followed by succelent lamb with gnocci - see below - (pork belly served with three varieties of pumpkin slices for the ladies.)
Followed by two courses of deserts: generous use of stone fruits, chocolate sorbets, mousses and coulis - each prepared on the premises, just as the bread is - and hand grinded cafe served from individual pots at your table - the way God meant for it to be.
Nice touches include an ever changing menu, printed daily - with dishes paired by suggested wines (by the glass if preferred) - and yes, for those of you in the know, real linen towels at the wash basins. Do yourself a favour, contact Overture @ + 27 (021) 880 2646. Bon Apetit! B.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
For those of you non-water signs, this is the third instalment of the franchise - and there's a fairly consistent plot throughout so it would definately enhance your viewing pleasure to check out the first two.
Yes its financed by Sony whom we dont like, descent of Hollywood producers whose agendas are profit - but Sufferable Tendencies is about sifting through a variety of stimulus including popular culture and enjoying zombie ass kickers in all their g(l)ory. Oh, checkout the impressive site www.sonypictures.com/movies/residentevilextinction.com Enjoy!
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
A while back, Chef Bertus, Ettiene and myself had the honour of helping out at the Reach 4 a Dream organisations' Simonstown camp - held for about 50 kids under the age of 10, each terminally ill. (The majority born with HIV Aids which is pandemic in South Africa.)
Monday, October 22, 2007
this site may oneday represent more than a mere distillation of seemingly diverse inspirations, it may oneday come to represent a singular spirit of clear struggle given enmity between opposite realities - for somewhere over such plains of personal perception lingers a greater truth, one that resonates through a multitude of beautiful people and suffers the conscious and weary blot of too many more.
whatever becomes of such endeavour, know it was borne of a latent desire to better understand the sufferable tendencies of one and in so doing find a new frame of reference given the struggle of others .
This is no treatise, not yet - it's a copper pot-still full of dings. Here's hoping action follows belief as much as love might trail insight.
Hamba Gahle, Barry S.