A flight of fancy

Wednesday, January 26th, 2011

It seems the French flavour has stuck. This week I couldn't resist a decadent wedge of banana- and walnut-stuffed French toast. Where? At the lovely French Toast wine and tapas bar at the top of Bree street in Cape Town.

 

I had dinner upstairs on Friday night (downstairs boasts a fab bar where you can quaff some excellent French, Italian and local wines). Sommelier extraordinaire Gidi started me off with a bubbly and I sampled three matched with oysters. It really is tapas – I love eating bits and pieces and then having all the choices of wine by the glass. The twelve-hour brisket was the pièce de resistance, but we also polished off the prawns, watermelon salad, soft, soft tender calamari and puffy, delicate and sugary churros – the best ever!

 

During the evening I watched Chef Eric working his magic across the road at Jardine. It really is disheartening to know that its doors will soon be closed. To comfort myself, I wiped away all the sugar from my cheeks and made a toast to another new gem in Bree Street.

 

Happy eating!

Abigail