A few weeks ago, a friend and I decided we needed to unwind and get a glass of wine after a long day of work. We decided to find a relaxed bar or restaurant in Rosebank, we found a Grill House called Blaque, a beautiful jazzy spot on Jan Smuts Avenue, surrounded by a number of restaurants on the same block. Upon walking into this earthy decorated restaurant, we were greeted by a beautiful young lady, who had the biggest smile on her face, who offered us a table and menu, then she took us through it. Although we were there just for the wine, her warmth and welcoming disposition made us want to listen to her. To add to their hospitality, the owner of the establishment came out to say hi to us and give us a background of the restaurant. They went out of their way to offer warm hospitality; we went from just going there for wine, to deciding on what to eat. From a delicious chickpea salad ( probably the best I’ve had) to a plate of mutton chops, beautifully seasoned a...
I write what I feel. These are my thoughts expressed through words. Focussing on issues of blackness and me.