On the
edge of Randburg, somewhere close to Bryanston, I came across the restaurant
and pub, Katjusha’s. Humble and hidden behind a local shopping centre, this
place is misleading. What seemed like a simple pub from the outside turned out
to be a warm, friendly and well run establishment. And what’s even more
endearing is the Fish and Nshima (Sadza/Pap) that comes second only to my mother’s
own version.
The Chef, Danny, is a cool fellow who took my complements in his
stride and went on to tell stories of his escapades in the olden day Zimbabwe.
My host for the day, Nyembe, provided entertainment in the
form of his own tales and managed to distract me from what would otherwise have
been a lonely lunch with my novel for company. All in all I enjoyed my
experience and vowed to return with a hungry and nostalgic contingent.
Nshima and Tilapia Fish |
Chef Danny At The Entrance |
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