Blaque Wine Bar and Grill House

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 and grilled, juicy and pink in the middle, they left our mouths with a burst of flavour. We didn’t want to leave and ended up calling our backup, my best friend who works close by, from our initial one glass of wine, we ended up having a few more glasses, can’t really remember how many, but it was superb.

I thought I would have written my review long ago, but I forgot or I just got super busy. However, to go to a black owned establishment and see the hard work that the owner/s have put into that place, the warmth, the amazing quality food on the menu, you can’t help but be proud of such spaces. I am a believer in supporting black owned businesses, however we sometimes are so disappointed in the service or product we received from these businesses and are the first ones to run to social media and internet platforms to lambast these enterprises. So in the same spirit we run to writer about the bad, I wanted to share my wonderful experience and great service I received from this restaurant.

I want to congratulate the team and the owner/s for this top class establishment. I invite you to try it out and let me know what you think about it.

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