Chardonnay Deli – the best named place in the suburbs

This place is more than its name. Ofcourse, anything with Chardonnay involved is bound to be great.
I first saw a picture by Sam (from Drizzle and Dip) posted on instagram (my general source of inspiration for Coffee  Stops) and I realised, something worth mentioning and so close to my house needs a visit! Unfortunately, my first attempt took me to the wrong side of Constantia Main road which meant by the time I arrived I was grumpy as shit for driving back and forth near Wynberg instead of near High Constantia (how google maps can fail you when in need of coffee).

So for reference, and for your visit, Chardonnay Deli is near High Constantia shopping centre which is near the turn off to Groot Constantia. (Us Deep South people know, the rest need to look that up too).

The spot is not, contrary to the name, a deli of the olives, rollmops, feta dolmades, meatballs and fresh lasagnes. So basically – it is not Giovanni’s (as much as we all love Giovannis even if we’re mostly afraid of that one guy that when you order a flat white makes you feel like you’re sinning!) Instead it’s a bakery of all things in gluten-free, sugar-free, Paleo and deliciousness, sugary, chocolatey proportion.

It’s a small town farmstall with a gravel parking lot selling unique cakes, pies and chocolate brownies, fresh flowers out front, and oh the heavenly loaves and loaves of fresh bread. Chardonnay bakery may have actually been a better name, except then we’d expect Chardonnay infused bread. Which may actually not be a bad idea (Oh Sober October you make me dream crazy ideas!)

Bread (glorious bread!) aside, there’s a patio (equipped with heaters for crappy winter days in spring like today), a courtyard with a view of… well, a forest, and an indoor dining room – for… When the rest is too full I guess. Truth coffee or freshly pressed juices accompany all sorts of breakfasts. Poached eggs, to oats, to chia and granola (or as I thought, chai and granola… so basically tea and granola. Which it isn’t. But it was awkward for a moment and confirmed what we know – I should either eat out more, read more books or just keep my mouth shut on food.)

breakfast of champions – a croissant with hummus, cheese and bacon (in place of ham) – R65
breakfast of other champions – poached eggs special (R75)

As with what you’d expect from a suburban coffee shop deli bakery thingie, the people are amazingly friendly and happy to have that Sunday morning chit chat. Yes, even on a Saturday. They’re happy to adjust menu items (who likes ham anyway when you could have bacon?) and they also love dogs! Which is a win, as its a nice addition of places to visit to (people drinking wine before 12pm at) Tasha’s.

This isn’t Origin, where city people sit drinking coffee in neon running clothes after being up the mountain and down again in under an hour. It’s not Bootleggers where people are crammed in at window seats and next to other people (in sweaty post-run/walk on the prom clothes) at tables. And its not Rosetta where people sit on MacBooks blogging about product launches and restaurant openings they’ve just attended. The vibe at Chardonnay Deli is exactly what you’d think life in the burbs is all about.

And it’s worth visiting.
You know, when you’re out this way… on your way to a wine farm. Or just… seeing what its like with all the open space, the trees and the horses and stuff.

**disclaimer: My references to Origin, Bootlegger and Rosetta is in no way disparaging. In fact, these are some (while not my only) favourites coffee stops in Cape Town.  

as long as it comes with caffeine

“The phrase that shall not be mentioned” coffee shop

When I first saw Nom Nom written in a tweet. I had no idea. Well, I had some idea based on the mention of a macaron in the same sentence. But really? Nom Nom? I don’t make that sound when I eat nor when I enjoy anything else. I mean, it kind of sounds like you’re talking with your mouth full and attempting to say Yum yum. And really, I’d prefer if people just kept to the traditional yum yum.

Anyway, the coffee shop is named after this ridiculous phrase… however, ridiculous the little place is not. Its gorgeous. Its pretty. I don’t know St George’s Mall at all but suggested to meet my bridesmaid (she was my bridesmaid on the day, and this is how differentiate between her, and my other best friends) for coffee at the new Nom Nom (feel like an angel just lost its wings when I say it). Sitting on an antique-looking Fauteuil (yes I did google it) reading the paper, it was like I’d stepped onto a Parisian street and was meeting my friend at an iconic picturesque sidewalk cafe. We sat outside, seeing as though it is still summer in Cape Town. Although its literally part of the pedestrian mall, they’ve set it up in such a way that feels exclusive. This little slice of antique Paris, only for their guests.

We only ordered coffee, but I popped my head in and smiled at the gorgeous decor and a small upstairs section too. A cute window seat to share (closely) with someone come winter, and what looked like homebaked goodies. Nicely wrapped brownies and fudges (am totally guessing, I haven’t a clue as I’m still on a diet and can’t get too close) all bearing the shops name brand. A nice finishing touch.

For opening week, they’re doing well and looked really busy again when I walked past today. While I’m still not keen on the name, it does sort of sound like a french person, saying yum yum. Which I guess then makes it very fitting for the establishment. Its pretty and elegant. I will definitely be stopping in regularly.

Nom Nom St George's Mall

Nom Nom
109 St Georges Mall

The best cappuccino

I used to love Starbucks. I had my order sorted (Tall skinny extra hot wet latte). I used to walk past three Starbucks between getting off the tube and getting to my office. I HAD to love starbucks at that rate. I  spent a lot of money at Starbucks.

I then moved back to Cape Town, and coffee-on-the-go is harder to come by here. Clearly, Because today I drove in the opposite direction of my office. Parked. Convinced a parking official I was only going to be five minutes. Walked into St John’s Piazza, and even managed a quick squizz at a cute skirt.

And then I ordered the best cappuccino in the world!

I LOVE W Cafe‘s Cappuccino’s. Love with a capital L.

ps. I’m not the only one who thinks its the best!

W Cappuccino
W Cafe
The Best Cappuccino... in the world!