Last week, when I published a post about my cycling tour with Honest Travel, I mentioned our visit to the Bertrams Inner City Farm. I decided that visit was far too brief to give the farm proper justice in my blog. So I went back again yesterday.
Here’s some background on the Bertrams Inner City Farm. It’s one hectare – the size of a couple of football fields – and as the name implies, it’s right in the middle of the city. Bertrams is one suburb over from Hillbrow and the farm sits across the road from Ellis Park Stadium. A wide variety of vegetables grow on the farm: spinach, cabbages, lettuce, onions, potatoes, morogo (African spinach), herbs, and many other things I couldn’t see yet because it’s barely the end of winter.
The farm sells produce (both fresh and dried) and homemade juices to consumers, and also feeds the surrounding community through a variety of initiatives. The farm currently runs a soup kitchen on Tuesdays and Thursdays, feeding as many as 150 people each time.
Refiloe “Fifi” Molefe cofounded the farm 16 years ago. Mama Fifi, aged 60, is originally from Mafikeng but grew up in Alexandra Township. Fifi lost her mother when she was an infant, but she learned to grow food from members of her extended family. “I learned from our grandmothers,” Fifi told me. “They did not have money, but they had food.”
Fifi worked for many years as a home health nurse and a childcare worker. Over the years, she began to notice the people she cared for lacked one thing above all else: nutritious food. Although she lived in the city, Fifi could see there was plenty of space to grow things. That’s when Fifi moved into farming.
Fifi does not have any formal agricultural training, but it doesn’t take a trained eye to see this woman has a God-given talent for making things grow. She is also an organizer of note. Today, Fifi trains teams of agricultural students to make food all over South Africa.
When I visited the farm on the tour last week, something felt vaguely familiar. Fifi and I chatted up a storm but neither of us recognized the other right away. It was only as I was leaving that I remembered I’d visited the Bertrams Inner City farm once before.
I went home, checked my blog, and found a post about a photowalk in Bertrams in 2011. There, in that post, was Mama Fifi.
The Bertrams Inner City Farm has won all kinds of awards and grants, and it seems like Fifi and her staff are always thinking up new and exciting projects. But it’s also clear the farm is operating on a shoestring budget. They make their delicious juice in a small, domestic-sized juicer. The team also needs a laptop (for all these new Zoom meetings, Fifi says), a website, and lots of other things.
It’s been a while since I’ve solicited donations to a worthy cause on this blog. But now is the time. I would really like to help Mama Fifi and the staff at Bertrams Inner City Farm raise some cash for the tools they need to expand their business. The laptop is first in line, along with baking machinery so they can start making bread, an industrial-sized juicer, shade-netting for the plants, a chicken coop, and probably a dozen other things Mama Fifi didn’t have a chance to mention.
If you live in South Africa and would like to support the farm, here are Fifi’s banking details:
Refiloe Molefe
Bank: FNB
Account #: 62498867690
Branch code: 250805 (FNB Bank City Branch)
If you live overseas, you can send a donation to me via PayPal using the following link: paypal.me/2summers. I will then send the money to Fifi.
Or best of all, you can support the farm by buying their produce, juice, and dried vegetables. Fifi delivers. Please contact her at 071-781-9194 to place an order.
Thank you Mama Fifi for embodying all the best things about Joburg.
The Bertrams Inner City Farm is at 46 Bertrams Road, Bertrams.
How have I never blogged about 44 Stanley Avenue, the coolest shopping and dining complex in Joburg, which is only five minutes from my house?
I guess it’s wrong to say I’ve never blogged about 44 Stanley; I’ve mentioned it countless times over the years (see here and here) when writing about specific restaurants or shops that are there. But I’ve never written a dedicated post about 44 Stanley as a destination and it’s about time I did – especially now, with the holidays upon us.
I’ve been dreadfully uninspired lately, struggling to think of anything I want to blog about despite having a long list of great ideas (many of which you, my readers, provided in September). I’m finding it hard to feel positive about life at the moment. But on Saturday Thorsten and I got the chance to visit Indwe Park, an indigenous garden and sculpture park in Braamfontein, and I knew I had my topic for today.
Given this week’s political nuclear bomb blast, it feels like a weird time to publish a light-hearted post about my recent (pre-election) jaunt through the United States. But I’m hoping you’ve have had enough of the U.S. election horror show – I know I have – and are ready (at least temporarily) for some wholesome American travel adventures. If so, please read on about my four-day visit to Maine, the northeastern-most state in the lower 48, with my sister, Susanna.
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