Did you say chicken and waffles?
That was my reaction when I first heard about the new cool spot in Braam, Mr Big Stuff. Okay here’s my best attempt at describing a bite of this old American favourite: Savoury, sweet, crunchy, soft soul hugging palette rousing wonder. Don’t knock it till you have tried it. After the first bite I couldn’t grasp why we haven’t been serving this combo all along. Chicken and waffles go together like Will and Jada, like Sundays and slippers, like Cream Soda and a hang over. [Speaking of which I’m sure this combo also makes for a kick-ass hangover buster.]
A deeply potent cocktail of inspiration, beauty, luxury and magic all in a shot glass that you take straight to the head in a week; The Cannes Lions Festival. It was an experience that will never leave my mental memory box or the “that one time” collection of conversation starters. Nothing that I can fit into a blog post can cover the feeling or the absolute dream it all was but luckily my camera was there to help me out. And as one does when in doubt, I made a list.
When in Cannes you must:
Well cursor, curse you this time. I have finally plucked up the courage to put up my very first blog post. And what a topic to start, PAHREE!
Between croissants, macaroons and beautiful storied architecture, somewhere in a hazy ambrosia of city romance I found what makes Paris Paris; Beauty. This is the city where the beauty of all things is paramount. Literally. Parisian folk have a keen aesthetic alertness like none I’ve ever come across. Everything will be beautiful if it’s the last thing they do.