On being five again

Easter eggs by Michael Mol, flickr.com

Last night we had an Easter egg hunt. Despite the fact that it’s over two weeks to Easter, it was 8pm, and we are all in our mid-twenties to early thirties.

C roped us around to her house, luring us with the promise of chocolate eggs and a braai to follow. After one or two glasses of wine, chili poppers in the oven and with three torches between us, six of us – two journalists, a philosophy student, one programmer, an engineer, one communications type and a get-fit-lose-weight-now specialist – clambered into the flowerbeds, rustled hedges and turned over pots like the seasoned egg-hunting professionals we are.

Sometimes you just need to just act like children again. For fifteen glorious minutes we giggled and shrieked and fell over roots and compared hauls – glad to be five years old again, where the biggest worry in the world was what cartoon was going to come on next.

After that, we retired to our normal – admittedly, more grown-up but still fun – selves. We drank wine, moaned over boyfriends and stalkers and work things, discussed current affairs and debated hot topics. All the while, nibbling the edges of marshmallow eggs and sucking on the smaller chocolate ones until the caramel center broke through.


Day Ten – #30DayBlogChallenge

Day 10: A photo of your favourite place to eat.


Hong Seafood Restaurant & Bar in Claremont, Cape Town.

I love it for their sushi, for their chicken chow mein, for their spring rolls, their cups of green tea, their soya sauce, their awesome waiters and the people I almost always end up going there with.

It’s not the best restaurant in the world, it’s not the worst – but its food is damn tasty and their prices are amazing.

Day Two – #30DayBlogChallenge

2) A photo of something you ate today. Check out the full list of topics I’ll be covering here.

Right, so it’s not particularly thrilling to just post a photograph of an arbitrary foodstuff. This, my friends, is allegedly “Spinach & Ricotta Cannelloni”. It was pretty tasty, though there was more cheddar in there than most other things.

When we got the meals they were pretty much volcanic – they scalded my hand pretty badly – and then, because it’s an office full of journalists and editors who are often more curious than is healthy, I had to lurk around to find a place to snap a photo of my lunch. They already think I’m totally mental, no need to add fuel to the fire.

My workplace provides tasty lunch from the Italian deli downstairs twice a week. It’s mostly some pasta-type-thing, although said deli makes the most epic Prego rolls that you’ve ever tasted. It’s pretty much 45% garlic, and that’s okay. But that was not what I ate today, sadly.

By the way, note the dedication to the blog. My telephone line at home is broken (allegedly a whole exchange went down this afternoon) and so I came back to the office to post. Oh, okay. And update the Oscar nominations list. And check emails. And stuff. Shuddup. I’ll be going home to watch Disney movies and eat chocolate soon. It’s been that kinda day.

Angelina Jolie is disappearing fast…

Now, I’ve always been a member of the “She’s not that skinny” club when it comes to Angelina Jolie. Sure, she does look a little on the super-slim side but she is a mother of six. I imagine it comes with the territory.

I still think she is one of the most beautiful women on the planet, and I’m in no way suggesting that she’s suffering from an eating disorder / on drugs whatever. What I am saying is that she needs to remember that she’s not a superhuman and should take care of herself, too.

The pictures from the Sarajevo Film Festival – where she was presented with the Honorary Heart of Sarajevo Award not “only because of her exceptional career in the movie world, but also due to her exceptional engagement in the real world,” according to the festival’s director Mirsad Purivatra – were quite scary. She was already looking super-trim at the Tree of Life premiere in May (the pic of her in the red) – but she’s just disappearing. Rapidly.