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The Namibian
Mon 12 Aug 2013
SMS Of The Day * MINISTRY of Gender and Child Welfare, TEARS are rolling down as I write this SMS. The killing of women in Namibia is now like reciting a poem. Are we really getting the protection we deserve while women not being treated as part of this c Food For Thought * SO the Zimbabwe elections were free and peaceful and not free and fair? Bouquets And Brickbats * NURSES at Katutura Hospital must stop wearing those big plastic sandals at work because they are not the official working shoes. We want to see you looking smart and beautiful with your full uniform. SMS Of The Day * THIS nation is in dire need of a massive conference on housing. When we experienced a crisis in the education sector a crisis-control brain-storming conference was organised which resulted in the best deal ever for the Namibian child, nam Food For Thought * BOURGEOISIE has become a daily occupation if not the order of the day of the upper-echelons, President Hifikepunye Pohamba we urge you to revisit this unpatriotic geocentricism among your staff and the well-connected, for everybody to r Bouquets And Brickbats * COMMISSIONER of Prisons, can you please explain the strategies you use to appoint officers to certain positions? It is my observation that you are being fed with wrong information then you just promote individuals without making p SMS Of The Day * I THINK Paulus ‘The Rock’ Ambunda lost his belt because of this promoter and trainer. How can a world champion still be training at the Katutura Youth Complex where there is not enough equipment. I think they must follow the example of Ha Food For Thought * NAMIBIA Dairies are unable to match low prices of imported milk and this ultimately means the consumer will have to pay more for local milk. Look at the prices of the local chicken. All these profits are going in the pockets of a few in Bouquets And Brickbats * I AM pleased to hear that Cabinet has responded positively to the proposal of Namibia Dairies to support the industry. The restrictions which support the industry by reducing competition to ensure the survival of the industry is a SMS Of The Day * CEO’s golden handshakes. Somewhere on our statute books there must be a provision that if a board of directors suspends/dismisses a CEO without due regard to legal provision (substantive/procedural law) such board must carry the costs for Food For Thought * JACKY Asheeke was so right with her last column- why are the fathers of the dead children not being prosecuted? (Reference to the children who died in shack fires last week) Our justice system still protects men over women. In this cont Bouquets And Brickbats * ALEXACTUS Kaure, your column in Friday’s newspaper opened my eyes. One hardly finds impartial case study analysers in Namibia. Let’s not destroy the Polytechnic’s strong foundation (Tjivikua) as yet. At least wait until the transf
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| 2013-08-09
All Roads Lead to… Flaunt Daytime Bistro
Cindy van Wyk
Nestled in a quiet corner of the Maerua Lifestyle Centre, Flaunt Daytime Bistro is one of those places I just happened to notice one day and I couldn’t help but wonder: “Has this always been here?”
Peering through the big glass windows, I all but fell in love with the quirky, off-beat décor, and with the knowledge of the quaint little place tucked neatly behind my ear like an HB pencil, I made a note of it, to come by another day.
Weeks later, I find myself sitting at an outside table in the most God-forsaken icy wind Windhoek has seen this winter. It’s just about lunch time and every nook and cranny of Flaunt is packed. With people who don’t look like they are planning on moving, ever, I might add.
Shivering bitterly and giving the evil eye to everyone toasty and warm inside, I order what I reckon will make facing the cold worth it – a “real hot chocolate”. Eyeing the couple at the table closest to the door like a lioness getting ready to pounce, I don’t even wait for my waitress to clear their table as they finally take their leave.
With their chairs still warm, I wiggle into the front corner of the bistro, revelling in success I can only liken to finally making it into the VIP section of a swanky club. That is, until I realise that I’m so close to the next table that I hardly have elbow room. A small (mind the pun) price to pay, I think, and eagerly welcome the waitress bringing my hot chocolate.
She places a cup with blocks of solid chocolate in it and a teapot filled with what I can only hope to be milk on my table and is off, without so much as an explanation or an “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
It bears noting that I have a major thing for Heston Blumenthal. Not only does his bald head make me swoon a little, but so does anything to do with molecular gastronomy. The idea of literally making my own hot chocolate by melting blocks of chocolate in warm milk therefore does excite me, probably a little more than it should.
My little “experiment” is all very enthralling, until I take a sip of the hot chocolate. Tasting somewhere between warm dishwater and the last dregs of milk left over after a bowl of Cocoa Puffs, I can’t help but feel dejected.
Like a recently-dumped teenager, I reach for the menu to try something, anything that will make it better. The ‘Belgian-style Mussels’ and the ‘Proper Prego Steak Sandwich’ catch my eye, and I decide on both. Strolling in late (as ever), my friend joins me just as my waitress brings out our food. The mountain of what I take to be salad on the plate next to the Prego sandwich receives some major side eye and a few tentative nudges from my fork, and is eventually, left alone. The steak sandwich is pretty much what it should be, but won’t end any wars, either.
The hero of the day, however, is the Belgian-style Mussels. Warm, hearty, garlic-y and delicious, it makes me forget all about any other misdemeanours Flaunt may have incurred. A definite must try before the winter is out, it is a dish that tastes, looks and feels just like home, and it more than justifies a repeat visit to Flaunt.
Flaunt Daytime Bistro is open Monday to Friday from 07h00 to 17h00 and from 07h30 to 14h00 on Saturdays.
Peering through the big glass windows, I all but fell in love with the quirky, off-beat décor, and with the knowledge of the quaint little place tucked neatly behind my ear like an HB pencil, I made a note of it, to come by another day.
Weeks later, I find myself sitting at an outside table in the most God-forsaken icy wind Windhoek has seen this winter. It’s just about lunch time and every nook and cranny of Flaunt is packed. With people who don’t look like they are planning on moving, ever, I might add.
Shivering bitterly and giving the evil eye to everyone toasty and warm inside, I order what I reckon will make facing the cold worth it – a “real hot chocolate”. Eyeing the couple at the table closest to the door like a lioness getting ready to pounce, I don’t even wait for my waitress to clear their table as they finally take their leave.
With their chairs still warm, I wiggle into the front corner of the bistro, revelling in success I can only liken to finally making it into the VIP section of a swanky club. That is, until I realise that I’m so close to the next table that I hardly have elbow room. A small (mind the pun) price to pay, I think, and eagerly welcome the waitress bringing my hot chocolate.
She places a cup with blocks of solid chocolate in it and a teapot filled with what I can only hope to be milk on my table and is off, without so much as an explanation or an “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
It bears noting that I have a major thing for Heston Blumenthal. Not only does his bald head make me swoon a little, but so does anything to do with molecular gastronomy. The idea of literally making my own hot chocolate by melting blocks of chocolate in warm milk therefore does excite me, probably a little more than it should.
My little “experiment” is all very enthralling, until I take a sip of the hot chocolate. Tasting somewhere between warm dishwater and the last dregs of milk left over after a bowl of Cocoa Puffs, I can’t help but feel dejected.
Like a recently-dumped teenager, I reach for the menu to try something, anything that will make it better. The ‘Belgian-style Mussels’ and the ‘Proper Prego Steak Sandwich’ catch my eye, and I decide on both. Strolling in late (as ever), my friend joins me just as my waitress brings out our food. The mountain of what I take to be salad on the plate next to the Prego sandwich receives some major side eye and a few tentative nudges from my fork, and is eventually, left alone. The steak sandwich is pretty much what it should be, but won’t end any wars, either.
The hero of the day, however, is the Belgian-style Mussels. Warm, hearty, garlic-y and delicious, it makes me forget all about any other misdemeanours Flaunt may have incurred. A definite must try before the winter is out, it is a dish that tastes, looks and feels just like home, and it more than justifies a repeat visit to Flaunt.
Flaunt Daytime Bistro is open Monday to Friday from 07h00 to 17h00 and from 07h30 to 14h00 on Saturdays.
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