Lockdown Journal: Day 41 (My Airing of Grievances)

06 May 2020

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It’s Day 41 of the South African lockdown. Today I would like to air my grievances.

Hadeda in the garden
Lockdown photo 41: A hadeda in my garden.

For those of you unfamiliar with the concept, the “Airing of Grievances” was made famous by Seinfeld character Frank Costanza in the 1990s. The Airing of Grievances usually takes place during the fake holiday of Festivus, on 23 December. Festivus the holiday has its own website with a page devoted to the Airing of Grievances.

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Lockdown Journal: Day 20 (Perfect Circles)

15 April 2020

If you’re new to this blog series and don’t know what’s happening with South Africa’s 21-day (now 35-day) lockdown, my first post has all the details. Or read all my lockdown posts.

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Lockdown Journal: Day 17 (Happy Easter)

12 April 2020

If you’re new to this blog series and don’t know what’s happening with South Africa’s 21-day (now 35-day) lockdown, my first post has all the details. Or read all my lockdown posts.

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Joburg COVID-19 Lockdown Journal: Day 11

06 April 2020

If you’re new to this blog series and don’t know what’s happening with South Africa’s 21-day lockdown, my first post has all the details. Or read all my lockdown posts.

It’s South African Lockdown Day 11. I went outside again.

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Is It Still Okay to Blog About Restaurants?

15 March 2020

I’m not trying to be trite or make light of a serious situation. I’m just legitimately baffled and sad and unsure what to say or do about basically everything.

For the purposes of this post I’m wondering if it’s currently acceptable to: A) Eat meals in restaurants; B) Order food from restaurants; and/or C) Write a blog encouraging others to go to a restaurant.

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Mouth-Watering American Biscuits, in Joburg

08 March 2020

On many occasions I have tried to explain American biscuits to my South African and European friends.

“They’re not cookies. They’re savoury…kind of like scones,” I say, grasping for words to describe that dense yet flaky, crispy yet soft, impossibly buttery biscuit mouth feel.

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