I love Franschhoek. For someone that hadn’t visited this little town until about two years ago, I have certainly made up for lost time. The Monsieur and I have made it our little indulgence, which is not the most original thought, but the air is crisp, the feeling is sincere and that’s all that counts. But I guess the breathtaking views, friendly service and foodie-centric mindset doesn’t hurt either.
Caprese Salad |
In the French Corner, time is almost irrelevant. We spent the afternoon taking in the sights of the valley at Dieu Donne. I tried zebra. After a conversation about how it is in fact part of the horse family my plate was not greeted with the same exuberance that I place my order with. Which was followed with Jamiewho’s voice asking if it was free range. Yes Andy, I think you might just be the voice of guilt-free farming.
Anyway, the avant-garde take on the Caprese salad was made with great produce and when paired with the aged balsamic vinaigrette was a showstopper! Admittedly, I’m not the biggest fan of such coifed food; I like my plates to look effortless. But perhaps that’s just me.
Baked Pear Brulee |
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I'm happy to be the voice of guilt K.
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