Wacky Weekend

Ok, this post is way overdue (pregnancy has me on lockdown) but here it is...

So some weekends ago it was my very first weekend away from hubby and son (as in both, not just one). Well, just Saturday night until Sunday evening. As much as I missed them I had a great time. So this is what went down.

After sunset hubby took me to my friend Jane's house. He then dropped us off at a local restaurant called Bombay Chilli. As much as I would write about food on a Friday, for this post it's just a by the way... So... the food wasn't all that so I will mention it but that's about it.

We walked in and it was kind of awkward. It took a bit of time before someone came to meet us as we looked around for a waiter/ess to help us to our table, which we had reserved.  Eventually a waitress came and asked how we would like to be helped. After explaining that we had reserved a table she took us to one. As we sat down perusing the menu we felt the awkward glances coming our way. When we checked out who was dining there we realised that we were the only black people there to eat and not to serve. Go figure! Black people, we need to get out more. Anyway, we started staring at the food at the table next to us. Looked good.

Selfie on my phone was just not working with us...

The waitress came to us but kept giving us these strange looks. Eventually I said she looks like she wants to say something so why doesn't she? So she asks us if we are from around here. I tell her no, I live in Kuilsriver and Jane tells her she lives in the area. It didn't seem like the answer she was looking for. So she asked what language I speak and I told her I'm Xhosa and Jane answered. The waitress turned to Jane saying "oh I thought you were from my country." Jane asked which country that is, to which she answered Zimbabwe.  We said oh ok. And she was off.

Long story short, what was meant to be a night of friends catching up turned out to be a night of entertaining our waitress. So when she brought us our drinks she asked if she could sit with us. So we thought she's just making small talk so we said sure. Next thing she said she's going to get her drink and come back. We looked at each other and laughed. Lo and behold, she came back with her drink and sat at our table. We weren't quite sure what to say. What ensued was like a bad talk show, she as the host and we as her guests.

We evetually placed our order (veg samoosas, chana masala, aloo gobi, veg bryani and garlic naan instead of rice). Yes, we went there to EAT, so don't judge. She brought us the food but it included a huge bowl of steamed rice (which we had clearly said we would like replaced with garlic naan). She then literally reprimanded us that we should have been clear. That when other customers order they say they want naan INSTEAD of the rice. Jane and I looked at each other. Then she said garlic naan cannot be ordered in place of rice coz it's more expensive. We can only have normal naan or butter naan. We said oh then you should have said that to us before. She said ok I will take the rice away and you don't have to pay for it this time but next time we should be more careful. She left. Our jaws dropped and we just laughed. 

After all that drama, to our dismay, the food was VERY disappointing... like we could definitely have cooked up way better dishes. The samoosas had some kind of green coloring. The couple next to us explained that it's how they differentiate between the various types of samoosas they have and that it's perfectly safe to eat. We were like um, no thanks... so we took off the parts with the so-called food coloring. 

The curries were not curries. They were more like tomato stews. Isishebo! No curry anything. The bryani was more some kind of fried rice. The garlic naans were great though, I must give them that... but overall, not good. But hey, we were hungry so we ate.

When the food came she sat down with us again. People came in but she would leave them to the other waitress.  She was quite comfortable at our table. She asked if we're married and have kids and then we reached a point of no return. She told us about her marriage, where she lives, her girl child and how she prefers girl children because they will take care of their parents when the parents grow old or get sick and how many years she's worked at the restaurant etc. 

She stayed with us quite a long time. We were worried she was going to get fired that might. One of the owners came to ask her what there is to drink. He was coming from the bar and the fridge was right next to him so we figured it was a polite way he was trying to get her to leave our table. She nicely told him what options he has and told him to check the fridge. She continued sipping on her drink and remained at our table. We kept asking her if she's not going to get into trouble but she didn't seem phased. We didn't have the heart to chase her away so there she was. 

Another funny thing that happened was that this lady came into the restaurant selling roses and teddies etc to raise funds for a charity (as we later found out). She stood at the door, scanned the room and walked right past our table and went to the tanles with all the white people. We gathered our black money wasn't good enough for her or her charity. Well, her loss. The nerve!

 When time came for us to go, Jane started contacting our Uber. At this our waitress said no, you can't go. I'm enjoying your company. You guys must stay until after 10pm.  We just laughed. She invited us back and couldn't wait for the next time we would be there . It was quite an entertaining evening. 

When we got home we were supposed to start with my hair (decided on braids, and yes this is the same Jane that I said works wonders with my hair). Instead of doing that we chatted up a storm with her roomie and friends and well, let's just say no hair was done...

The next day I, together with our friend Tavvy who joined us in the morning, was treated to an amazing breakfast. It was so lovely to not have to think what to make etc and just sit and be treated. I won't speak much on that. The pic speaks for itself.  The hair was done and in the evening hubby came to pick me up.  

I had a lovely time with the girls and enjoyed every moment of being spoiled. I was saying to them I should stay pregnant so that they can be this nice to me all the time. Lol! Fun was had...