Showing posts with label home-made. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home-made. Show all posts

Making

3.13.2014

My mom is a very good seamstress. It was only appropriate that when I graduated, I got a sewing machine from her (incase this architecture thing didn't work out, you know). I'm not that good at sewing - I lack patience and I give up halfway through projects. But once in a while (like in once a year) I dust off the trusty machine and I make something. And I don't understand why I don't do this more often because it's really rewarding. This week (between feeds and burps and battles to sleep) I made two cushion covers for a friend. Off course I also had to photograph it, since the colours and details were so pretty.





The Good Mood and Food market

5.19.2013

I'm always in support of authenticity, of small scale and of home-grown. This is why I love markets so much. The smaller, the better. The Good Mood and Food Market is the brain-child of Peter Savage, the bread maker whom I blogged about here. It is a tiny street market in Melville street that sells anything home-made: from fresh pasta to coffee to sweet treats to exquisite breads.
When you are in the 'hood next time, pop in, have a coffee and chat to Pete and his friends about good food.
Every Saturday 09:00 - 11:00
131 Melville street
If you're interested in having a table there, please email Peter: petersavage@mweb.co.za

Arcadian Shepherd

4.28.2013

The title refers to a cider made by the guys from Voer, the logo inspired by mug-shots of victorian prostitutes. There are many prostitutes in Arcadia. Enough said about that topic. We attended a Shebeen day yesterday, hosted by A and J. It was fun. I consumed many many of A's homemade delicacies and some amazing ginger- and pineapple beer. Thys had a go at the homemade Indian pale ale and cider. What a fun afternoon. We once again met so many interesting folks, all with an intense love for the inner city and home-made goodness.
Translation: "The beer is in the bath"
This was the giant, communal bill. You just had to write everything down you consumed and settle at the end of the afternoon. A's little brother actually thought this was a review-board and he put smiley faces next to the things he likes and unhappy faces next to the one thing he didn't...the honesty of eleven-year-olds!
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