The Throne

I never thought I would get excited about a toilet. As a Virgo even the mention of a toilet makes me cringe. However the looming presence of Day Zero is a bit of a game changer and makes you think about things which we take for granted every day.

Such as elimination of waste.

Norm was tasked with getting us prepared for the very likely possibility that we have to live without running water to our homes. He went to several stores and all of them were out of stock of 25 liter water containers as well as ‘survivalist’ toilets. He put his name down to be contacted and they rang to say they had stock on Tuesday and over R3k later we have the containers we need as well as a toilet.

We are currently restricted to 50 liters consumption per day per person. To put this into perspective, here is a video from several months ago on what 87 liters looks like when going about your daily life. Imagine this being restricted to the proposed 25 liter per person per day.

Or to try and determine what you are personally using, there is a calculator page where you can input your consumption and it will give you an idea. I think you will be shocked at how quickly it mounts up.

Here is a more recent video which discusses the restrictions in US measurements but despite only being released a few days ago it also is out of date as the parameters change almost daily.

I already only wash my hair once a week and my ‘showers’ are more of a 2 minute quick, cold sprinkle of water than an actual shower. I use makeup remover cloths each night to avoid using water to wash my face. We have buckets in the shower to catch our grey water and this water is used to flush the loos or water the few plants which have survived the drought and lack of irrigation. We have pipes which attach to our guttering down pipes which route any rain water into our pool. We limit our dishwasher to when it is so full you cannot get in an extra spoon. As a result our pantry smells revolting. Anyone have tips for destinking a sitting dishwasher? We can’t waste water rinsing every dish so there is left over bits on some. It’s rather horrid, but we are doing what we can.

We have hand sanitiser by all of the sinks to reduce the water we use washing our hands. We try to avoid using much water to cook. Or we are clever about it. Last night Norm washed the spinach over the steamer then used that water to steam the broccoli. That bit of water will go into the garden today.

It made a gorgeous dinner too. 😍 He stuffed chicken breasts with Brie and wrapped them with bacon. He added a bit of cream to the spinach.

Back to whining about the drought after that brief interlude……

Meanwhile we witness other people using their garden hose to wash their cars. I have not washed my car in months and months. It used to get washed weekly.

However the panic only seems to be among certain residents. When I chat to my African colleagues about Day Zero they say ‘bring it on’. The point of view of some people is that it is only the people who live in ‘expensive houses’ who will be impacted by this issue. I was chatting to a colleague who said that the people who live in the informal settlements already have to walk 3 or 4 blocks to reach the standpipe at the location so they already conserve water. If you have to walk and carry every bit of water you use then you will value every drop.

When Mzudumo and Cordelia arrived at work on Tuesday, Norm had a talk with them about the water restrictions. Neither of them had a clue about Day Zero. They know to conserve water as Mzudumo isn’t washing the cars or watering the dead garden and Cordelia is asked repeatedly to not waste water.

Norm is now measuring our consumption via the water meter. He tracked how much we used on a day when Cordelia was in as she mops and does the laundry and dishes and therefore uses a lot of water. Norm has now given her a spray bottle of diluted cleaning product to use for cleaning rather than a bucket. We asked her to only do 2 loads of washing, one of whites and one of colours.

We will track our consumption daily and identify when we might be going over our designated amount.

Many people have wondered why the city doesn’t just apply the same principals to the water supply as they did to the electricity supply. From what I understand the water pressure fluctuations causes issues with the aged infrastructure and results in new leaks. It can also cause issues with the geyser etc from what I’ve heard but I know nothing about plumbing or building.

With all of this added anxiety and stress I am still trying to manage my crazy lady hormones and emotions.

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It is not easy.

Traffic is my bugbear. I now listen to my Robbie Robertson’s CD Music for the Native Americans and practice my ho’oponopono prayers and that calms me.

But it takes a focused approach to living consciously and being aware of our emotions. I try and analyse whatever emotion I am feeling and then decide whether it is helpful or harmful and then let it go or use it to channel into something positive.

However not all frustration and anger are ‘bad’ emotions. I believe that the turmoil on Mother Earth is a catalyst for change. I feel a huge change coming, I hope that the  feelings of anger which so many people are feeling is building up to a positive transformation and bringing so many people into the light.

We just have to wade through the dark to get into that light.

Keep heading towards that light people. We will come through this, just as we come through everything that life throws at us.

That which does not kill us, makes us stronger.

Kisses from the Kitten xoxoxoxox


Rosemary: Quite Contrary

When I posted my blog earlier in the week, I had completely neglected to mention the drama we had that morning. We were woken by the phone at 7am, it was our neighbour across the street who asked us about the car parked outside our gate. She drives a big van and sometimes struggles to get it turned out of her gate so assumed she was phoning to ask us to move it. But then she told me that someone was in the process of trying to break into it.

Norm was out of bed in a heartbeat, he threw open our upstairs balcony door and started shouting out toward the street. By the time he got dressed and out the crackhead had ran away. (I call him a crackhead, but in reality he is most likely addicted to tik – or methamphetamine as it is known by its proper name.)

I find it interesting that when I wrote my last post I just did not even think to mention this event – I take this to mean that I am no longer worked up about the drama of everyday life in Hout Bay now. I am getting so used to Norman being out with the Neighbourhood Watch it is now commonplace!

The rest of the week passed in a blur and then it was Friday again. We had booked to go to Don Pedro in Woodstock. The reason I wanted to go was because they usually have brilliant entertainment but for some reason there was nothing happening when we went on Friday? Maybe it is only on certain nights, but either way I was a bit disappointed.

We all decided what we wanted to order, and while ordering we mentioned that 3 of us were having the fillet steak, but we did not like rosemary and wanted it to be left off or else served on the side. 2 others in our group are allergic to garlic, so we had a few issues with that. At one point the waitress had gone to ask the chef what was garlic free and then came to tell my friends that virtually everything has garlic as it is a French themed restaurant. I loved my friend’s comeback – she told them that she had spent a lot of time in France and she managed to survive that, so if France could cater for her she was sure this little restaurant could.

The waitress then told me that the sauce already has the rosemary in it, so they cannot leave it out. I then said, but it is a sauce? Just serve the sauce on the side?! (I really really really hate rosemary.)

If I was a person who earned my money based on the size of the bill at the end of the night, I would have done all possible to get the 3 orders of fillet steak (at R140 per plate) instead of any other dish on the menu which were averaged about R75. A bit of a no brainer.

The wine was served and it was warm. We had to ask for ice cubes, I really hate putting ice into a nice glass of wine, but I also cannot drink warm wine.

The kids and I shared some starters – we had chilli poppers, nachos and salt and pepper squid. The chilli poppers were very nice, the batter stayed intact, the pepper was still crispy and they were top notch. The nachos were average – the biggest issue to me as a Yank is when restaurants use chips which are flavoured. That is so wrong!
The salt and pepper squid was divine however! It was so light and soft – it just melted in your mouth.

The main was the previously debated fillet steak.

imageIt was very tender, perfectly cooked and the side veggies were really good – to the point that we were almost fighting over the cauliflower and cheese sauce. There was spinach, crushed new potatoes and cauliflower cheese. Very delicious! The chef even sent out some mushroom sauce for our steaks to replace the rosemary jus. (that even sounds pretentious haha)

The dessert I picksd was the creme brûlée which was one of the best I’ve ever eaten, so creamy and rich, vanilla flavored and with a perfect topping.

The celebratory candle was a nice touch.

It was very dark in the venue so I did not take many pics of the food. We did however get a pic taken by the roaming photographer on site. Not sure why he dressed us up, but the warm wine had taken effect by now and we were agreeable.


All in all we had a pleasant evening, we had a lot of laughs and great conversation. (And hopefully no one spat in our food :O )

Snips & snails & puppy-dog tails

This last week has been full of surprises and both good and bad events.

Saturday we had been planning on going to a tweet up at Burrata in The Old Biscuit Mill. I’ve heard good things about their food, but I was also keen on seeing some of my twitter friends whom I had not seen in a while. But then I was told that my son and his girlfriend Amber were coming down to attend their great uncle’s 90th birthday and would be staying with us. I really do hate it when people flake out on a commitment, so we decided we would just pop into Burrata and have dinner and then get home to hang out with the kids, so off we went.

It may have been better if we had cancelled as it ended up with the usual Cape Town event – more people showed than RSVP’d so there was not enough room in the restaurant for us all. In Cape Town you never know which way it will go – either more show than expected or fewer. It makes it very hard to cater. We ended up having to use every chair in the restaurant and the owner was very accommodating.

The menu said that you could make no substitutions on the pizzas – a bizarre idea to me. If I do not like capers, why should I eat them just because the chef things the taste combo on that pizza is not quite perfect without the capers? A bit rigid for my taste. I decided I would rather not have pizza. I was going to try the risotto with crispy pork, granny smith apple and currant vinaigrette. But then the waiter came to tell us the specials and there was wild boar on the menu which in my head was going to be like pulled pork. It was sort of, but it had the gamey taste associated to…well, game. And I did not fancy it.


Norm kindly offered to swap with me as he had ordered the risotto with crispy pork.


It was full of flavour. The risotto was perfectly cooked and seasoned. But I found the small chunks of uncooked apple a bit odd – I had expected them to be cooked. It was quite salty as well. Final verdict – it was ‘OK’. Would I rush back to order it again? Nope. The pizzas however looked fabulous, so I will indeed go back for a pizza should I get the opportunity.

We finished off our dinner and then headed home to spend time with the kids. The next morning the girls were all heading off to the Hout Bay Harbour Market, but Trevor and I just relaxed at home. I made pancakes and strawberries in a lovely sauce and we had a nice day.

The kids baby daddy came to collect Trevor and Amber and they headed back to George that afternoon. We then heard the next day that Trevor and Amber’s cat had been hit by a car and killed. I was so sad for them as they had raised Gremlin from a tiny wee ball of fluff and he was like their child. Amber works away and Gremlin is such good company for Trevor when he is on his own. I understand that as my dogs and cats are so special to me and such good companions when on my own.

Our pups have not been well either, they have taken turns now not eating and feeling a bit miserable. We took Panda to the vet as he had the worst of it, but they think it is just a virus and he indeed did perk back up.

My birthday was yesterday and we had to arrange a dog sitter for Navajo as he still cannot be trusted on his own. It is like we have a toddler to deal with. A messy, hair shedding, rambunctious toddler who is full of nonsense. But we do adore him.

I received some fabulous presents, a shelf unit for outside to put plants on, a buddha, a tuareg necklace, some gorgeous little hanging planters and some birds which you stick in plant pots. I then later got some stunning candlesticks from Mandi which match my other art on my mantel piece. Very spoiled!

My daughters had been very sweet and organised 2 dinners for my birthday. The first one was for just family and we opted for a venue where we knew we would have a special meal. We chose Myoga at the Vineyard Hotel. We were going to opt for the 7 course taster menu which can be seen at

We had been once before and I had high expectations based on that visit. I quickly found out that the experience was so special the 1st visit due to the staff. We had an amazing waiter who knew that menu inside and out and he also knew food. He spent so much time explaining the menu, answering questions and making sure we were aware of what we were ordering and that our expectations were met.

In contrast the waitress we had last night was clearly just doing a job. She did not smile, she did not converse, she basically gave out the menus, told us we had to order all 7 courses at the start of the evening and we could have time to decide and then wandered off. For what felt like ages.

We all felt a bit shell-shocked by the vast array of choices and just picked something quickly and ordered.

I chose the following for my 7 courses:
The Kataifi prawn, orange gastrique, coriander pesto. This was really nice, plump prawns, crispy coating and a lovely sauce.

Twice cooked pork belly, apple parsnip puree and bacon chutney. I had hoped by being twice cooked it would be crispy. It wasn’t. It was rather horrid in fact.

It was gelatinous and fatty. And YES I know pork belly is fatty, but there is fatty and there is fatty.

Next was Steamed mussels in a creamy broth. The mussels were fresh and fat and scrumptious. The broth was incredibly salty. So salty I could not really enjoy it. Which was a shame as I so love that dish normally. But it was not inedible, rather it prevented you from eating the broth only, the mussels themselves were delicious.

Next was the Prawn and Chive risotto, squid ink emulsion, tempura squid. This was a HUGE portion, more the size of a main. But it was fabulous. The tempura batter was perfectly crunchy, the squid was tender, the risotto was full of big chunks of tender prawn. This dish was a stunner. Unfortunately my phone had died and the pic was taken with no flash 😦


Next there was a palate cleanser of 5 different sorbets to choose from, I opted for Coconut and lemon. It was fresh and tangy and really yummy.

The Main I chose was due mostly to the sides as I am a red cabbage freak. I went for the BBQ Pork Tenderloin, pan crisped potatoes, sauteed apples, red cabbage, chorizo, red currant jus and chive sauce. It was very nice, the apples kind of threw us as we thought we were eating potato, and thought it very odd in texture til we realised it was apple. Silly us. That is a problem with not having the menu in front of you, you cannot remember what the heck you are eating by the time you get to the 2nd or 3rd course.

Most of us could not finish the main course as it is just such a huge amount of food. I find the portions at La Mouette and Cheyne’s to be perfect – you leave completely full but not so full you feel nauseous. You still have space in your tummy to eat (and enjoy) every course.

I was then presented with an additional course as it was my birthday! The chef had made a plate with what tasted like malva pudding, ice cream and happy birthday written in chocolate sauce. Very cute.

bday cake

For my last course I opted for the Trio of sorbet. The desserts were all very elaborate and complicated and after 6 previous courses, I could not face it as the thought of a heavy dessert was too much for me.
The sorbet flavours I received were strawberry, passion fruit and banana, and coconut and lemon.


It was the perfect decision.

We continue our celebration this weekend when we do a dinner at Don Pedro, that is on Friday so I can actually have a proper knees up as it is not a school night.

We had a lovely evening and I am feeling very blessed and loved. Cheers!

me n norm

New Member of the Family

Our project had a go live this week so I worked a lot of overtime. By Friday I was exhausted and luckily finished early. The weather has been glorious so I snuggled up in my sunny bedroom and had a snooze in the sun.

Norm went out to get sushi for Lily and I and we just had a chilled out night at home watching movies. I needed the down time and it was good to spend time with Lily as she had been away most of the week.

Saturday we had made an appointment to go and meet the breeder of Swiss Shepherds I had been chatting to online. It was in the northern suburbs so off we went with Pixie and Panda in tow. We were planning on buying one of the new litter of only 2 weeks in age, but we met a gorgeous little boy of 11 weeks, Ivanhoe. She had him for breeding purposes so she wasn’t willing to sale him. But we hit it off so well she offered him to us, with a clause for us allowing her to use him for breeding. She wants to preserve his bloodline as he is highly intelligent. She plays all sorts of games with the pups to test their intelligence and nature. So he is going to be our dog. How cute is he? We have decided to name him Navajo in honour of our Native American heritage and to keep the name similar to what he is used to.


He will grow to be huge. We will have him go for extensive training. We can’t have a dog that size with manners as bad as our Pomeranians or it will be unmanageable. I can’t wait for him to come live with us. We just need to get the bits and pieces sorted then we will collect him this week.

After our morning with the dog we headed back to Hout Bay. We dropped the gardener off at home and went to our new local pub The Woodcutters Arms for a late lunch / early dinner.

We sat outside in the beer garden as it was a lovely day. We decided to have a proper meal and let that be our only meal of the day, so we both had starters. Norm had the scotch eggs which I did not fancy at all as I am not a fan of sausage. But he seemed to enjoy them


I had the warm Camembert which was served with a large bit of French stick and some berries which I think were cranberries. They had a lot of orangey marmalade taste but also a heavy taste of cloves, one of my most hated tastes. Blah. So I had the heavy rich cheese just with the bread and I found that a bit much. It needed the fruit to lift it.


For my main I had the chicken which came with mash and spinach. The sauce as very rich and tasty, slightly salty for my taste but all in all it was yummy. The mash was lovely and creamy and the spinach was delicious. I love spinach. The dish certainly was a standard above what I would call ‘pub grub’.


We stayed there til sundown and then it got a bit chilly outside so we headed home. Saturday evening we had a family night at home.

Sunday Norm’s colleague arrived in Cape Town and we were all invited out for breakfast at Bistro Sixteen82, we had eaten lunch there before but not breakfast.

There were 8 of us and we opted to sit outside as it was a stunning morning.


The menu is limited, only a handful of choices. Norman and I both opted for the Eggs Benedict, my fave breakfast choice. It came with pork belly bacon which sounded interesting and it tasted divine! I cut off the fat and it tasted like a tender gammon. The hollandaise was perfect, not overwhelmingly lemony or tart. It came on a crispy rosti and with grilled sliced rosa tomatoes.


We had several cappuccinos and lots of chat. We were a very cosmopolitan group: Scottish, English, American, Australian and several South Africans of Indian descent. We had a lovely morning and then Norm had to deal with his visitors so I am happy to just relax the rest of the afternoon. This week is a 4 day week so that will be a nice change. I hope you had a great weekend too!

All That Matters

This weekend I was supposed to have most of the book club girls and their fellas and kids here for dinner, but on Thursday I started feeling ill and by Friday morning I was feeling really horrid. I was also told I had to work on the weekend so it all worked out that I cancelled. I felt really bad about it as i was looking forward to seeing everyone but I certainly did not want to pass on my virus.

Saturday my daughters and I had an appointment with my Spinologist which is like a chiropractor but with no massage. It’s like the wham bam thank you mam of chiropractors. So we all got our backs cracked and came back home and I logged on. We had a few issues with some last minute client changes but eventually I logged off and got to relax.

Norm had shopped and made us dinner, one of my favourite meals, fillet steak, baked potatoes, mushrooms sautéed in butter, and steamed baby spinach. It was so divine and I felt so lucky and spoiled. There is something very sexy about a man who cooks. Throw in a scots accent and I don’t feel worthy 😉

The kids all stayed home, we built a huge roaring fire, and we watched horror films. I had such a warm feeling of contentment and happiness. Something which I have not had in my own home for so long, it was wonderful to feel it again.

Is this linked to the fact that Norm was in and out all week with the Neighborhood Watch? That we have taken away some of crime’s power to frighten us? Or is it just the natural numbing from the passage of time? Whatever the root cause, I am just glad to be feeling back to normal.

Today I have made a big pot of beef and vegetable stew and will make some couscous to go with it, Norm bought a fresh loaf today so we are now nesting for the rest of the day. Lucky I only had to work 2 hours today and I am hoping I can persuade Norm to make another fire. Today Lily is off at a conference in PE with her Uni, Josh is at the festival in Stellenbosch and Caitlin Norm and I are going to watch The Pillars of the Earth. I am loving having this cosy family weekend and I am full of gratitude for my warm home, the food in my belly, our health, and my lovely family and the love I have for them all. After all, that is all that matters.

Soul Connections & Sinns

This week my friend Retha and I attended the Girl Geek dinner which was held at Restaurant in Wembley Square. I had never been to Wembley Square and certainly not to Sinn’s. I think it is a good test of a restaurants’ skill to see how they cope with catering an event as plating and serving over 100 people must be a huge challenge.

The theme of the evening was ‘how to find and secure a job in digital’ and there was a panel of experts to ask questions.

One of the fab things about the Girl Geek dinners is the goody bag! They have some fabulous sponsors and we were greeted with a cupcake on arrival as well as the complimentary glass of wine. I am not sure who sponsored the wine but no one enjoyed the white – it was a sauvignon blanc but was so tart and sharp that even after a few sips my palate could not tolerate it.

So I ate my cupcake 😀


The starter was a choice of a tomato and red pepper soup or a garden salad. As it was bloody freezing that night as well as a bit drizzly out I chose the soup. It was really lovely, full of flavour, a bit heavy on the garlic, but palatable. I would have like a tad more chilli but some of the women found it a bit too spicy so I understand they have to cater for all taste buds.


The main course was parmesan chicken on a bed of butternut risotto and creamed spinach.


The chicken was crispy on the outside and still juicy on the inside, very nice indeed. The risotto was very flavourful with big chunks of butternut, except my butternut was rock hard so it was shoved off to the side. The creamed spinach was divine. I could have eaten a bowl of just that! All in all I think the main was very good.

Dessert was described as Sticky Toffee pudding with custard (or was it Malva? I forgot to bring home the menu). There was a bit of fruit on the plate and a bizarre long thingy which tasted like a macaroon….ish. But it was nice.

The next day I had a friend coming through to Hout Bay for a meeting so we made plans to meet up for a cocktail. We went to my usual fave for sushi, the Lookout Deck. I ordered my usual frozen strawberry dacquiri and we started chatting.

I always find it interesting how you can find with some people that the conversation just flows, even if you do not know each other that well. Some people I have known for years I still struggle with keeping the conversation flowing as we just have so little in common. Or is it just a soul connection that makes some people feel as if you have known them your whole life?

We talked about Brian Weiss and past life regression, hypnotherapy, the present, the past, religion, I think we covered it all! And never in a debate of who is ‘right’ or who is ‘wrong’, just in a sharing of information and belief systems. I think that we have soul sisters – those women we meet and feel instantly drawn to, who always make you laugh, who make us feel valued, and we trust with our secrets. It is not about the amount of time you spend with them, it is the quality of that time.

I really enjoyed our little visit and chat, the fact it was accompanied by sushi and cocktails has no bearing at all *wink*.

It’s A Wonderful Life

This has been such a fun weekend. Friday night we were invited to a birthday party at Spiro’s, the local Greek restaurant in Hout Bay. We always enjoy going there, the staff always have a smile, the food is reasonably priced and the portions generous. But what makes Spiro’s a success in my opinion is Spiro himself. He is so warm and welcoming and remembers his clientele and bends over backwards to make them happy.

We were due at the party at 630 but were running a bit late, then we ended up with everyone coming to our house for a drink. So we arrived rather late to find things in full swing. There was a belly dancer who came and did a bit of a shimmy and about 30 people in attendance. My group alone was 5 people and we ordered some food to line the stomach as I had a feeling it was going to get a bit loose. None of us had actually met any of the people at the party, not even the birthday boy Jim. We all belong to a Hout Bay Facebook group and chat daily, so I was looking forward to meeting them in ‘real life’. It felt like I knew them already and we all chatted nonstop. The wine was flowing and we were in a great mood. Mandi was staying overnight and we booked a taxi so we really let our hair down. Mandi and I had a boogie on the dance floor and even pulled the waiters up to dance with us. We had a blast.

About 5 bottles of wine between the 3 of us, topped off by a round of coke-quila. I don’t like coke and I don’t like tequila so why I decided to drink them in one big swallow of shots I don’t know. I blame Mandi, haha.

Unfortunately Norm and I paid the price this morning. Oh how dreadful I felt…at my age I don’t have the ability to recover like I used to. I blame my Cherokee heritage, I can’t take the fire water. Something is missing in my genetic make up I am convinced.

I had my wax appointment booked so I popped a few panado and put on my big girl pants and off I went. Bad plan. Don’t ever think having your hair ripped out by the roots while your head is throbbing in pain is a good idea. It’s not. But I survived and came home to snuggle up in my bed. Poor Norm spent all day out in the drizzling rain trimming trees. We wanted to clear off all limbs which would provide a hiding place for criminals. 6 carloads of tree bits later, our wall is clearly visible from the house now and it is much safer.

Tonight we were invited out with our friends for dinner at La Mouette in Sea Point. This is one of our favourite venues in Cape Town. The decor is beautifully done, it is this little gem in the midst of a busy section of town but when there you feel like you could be off in a country home. The chef Henry is a master at taking what sometime sounds like a bizarre combination of tastes which then always end up as amazingly complimentary. They have ala carte items but we always go for the tasting menu. It is 6 little mini courses and I have never been disappointed.

Tonight was no exception. The 1st course was a delicious Caesar salad surrounded by soft Quails eggs, pecorino gel, Caesar dressing, with crispy brioche croutons.


The 2nd was Coconut broth with Vegetable dim sum, crispy onion, peanuts, pickled cucumber, bean sprouts and sesame oil.. The texture of the crispy cucumber, peanuts and veggies, the creamy coconut broth all mixed into a little bowl of heaven.


Pic nabbed from La Mouette website as mine was too dark..

The next course you had a choice of either Mushrooms on toast which consisted of French toast, mushroom puree, pickled mushrooms, truffle dressing or Open lasagne of crispy prawn with Pink grape fruit, cauliflower puree, prawn bisque. I opted for the latter and it was sooo divine! I had been wary of the grapefruit as I am not a fan, but the sweet / tartness of the grapefruit lifted the taste of the dish to perfection. This dish was so appealing I wolfed it down without taking a pic, and the waiter brought one from the kitchen for me to snap. He was brilliant.


There were 2 choices for the next course as well. For the veggies, there was Winter vegetable tagine served with tabbouleh, smoked aubergine puree, pomegranate, and crispy goats cheese. For the carnivores there was Braised lamb shoulder served with Soft polenta, confit tomato, basil and polenta tuile. I am not a fan of lamb, and I really was torn but the veggie dish just did not appeal at all. I had just the day before swore to a vegan friend that lambs are too cute to gnaw on and less than a day later I was doing just that. Sorry little lambkins but dayum you were tasty. The lamb had been slow cooked and was so tender it could melt in your mouth. The polenta was the creamiest most delicious I have ever eaten, polenta can be so dry and tasteless and this was sheer perfection. The basil was steamed and served like steamed spinach, under the lamb. It had a nice texture.

It was divine.

We took a bit of a breather after the main and Mari the owner and wife of the chef sent our table a round of limoncello to cleanse our palates. Lovely.

After a bit the 5th course was served, it was 3 bite sized warm doughnuts. Crispy outside, rolled in sugar, and so soft they melted in your mouth, swimming in chocolate sauce.


I have never been a fan of passion fruit so i was a bit skeptical about the final course. it was a Passion fruit tart with Mandarin caviar, lime leaf and lemon grass cream topped with chocolate leaf. I should know by now that any preconceived ideas I have about taste preferences just go out the window when at La Mouette. It was lovely and creamy and the pastry was perfection, the crispy sheets of rich dark chocolate balanced it brilliantly.


We had a brilliant night with lots of laughs. Such a wonderful meal and wonderful friends. I love my life.