May my heart always be open to little birds

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On Monday afternoon Andrew and I had lunch at Vovo Telo at 44 Stanley (the only place open at 44) and while I waited for the plateful of bread that I ordered (which was amazing) I snapped photos of these little birds – I think they are house sparrows (?). I have always loved how small and delicate they are. although it was really hard to take photos because they move around like lightning.

They remind me of one of my favourite lines from an ee cummings poem:
“may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old”

I will have one of everything please

French toast at the Birdcage - to die for.

This week has been incredibly busy and I have done nothing other than work, commute, study and sleep so I don’t have anything life-changingly exciting to blog about. But I am feeling very peckish this morning so I thought I’d blog about breakfast.

An omlette from Salvation Cafe.
Everything on the Salvation menu sounds so good you could sit there all day having breakfast.

I have a couple of favourite spots for breakfast in Joburg:
– The Service Station at the Bamboo Centre in Meliville
Salvation Café at 44 Stanley
The Birdcage in Jan Smuts Avenue

Eggs benedict from Birdcage.
Rose cordial yummy stuff from Birdcage.

In fact I really wish I was sitting at any of these right now, sipping on a latter, reading a magazine….

But what I think Johannesburg really lacks is great outdoors places to have breakfast – somewhere where you’re not surrounded by concrete or worse, staring in to a parking lot. Somewhere with a view AND really amazing food – because there are plenty of places with a view just outside Joburg, where I have had some very average food.

I have very high standards for food quality when it comes to eating out, but even more so for breakfast. You can always tell whether the eggs are fresh and organic or if they came in a carton with 300 others and have been sitting in a bowl for hours on end. Buffets are always a let down – the food is always on the cold and tired side and you end up paying for about double of what you will end up eating.

The alternative is to have breakfast at home. I love cooking elaborate breakfasts, but my balcony is usually in direct sunlight and it isn’t quite the space that inspires. Also, if I have stood in the kitchen for 30 minutes preparing, I am usually famished, so I wolf down my food and start tidying up (nothing worse than dried scrambled egg on a pan).

What are your favourite spots to have breakfast in Jozi (and beyond)?

Croissants with scrambled eggs, bacon and chives made by yours truly this weekend.