Haricot’s Deli & Bistro New Street Review: The FooDude   To paraphrase Hemingway and narrow things down a bit, whenever I hear the phrase "French themed restaurant" I reach for my gun. Mainly, I must confess, in self-defence against the flood of memories of small faux bistros in so many suburban malls usually run by Afrikaans tannies with a penchant for long, heavy drapes. And so it was with some trepidation that I witnessed the creation of the French Quarter in New Street and the birth of Haricot’s Deli & Bistro. When I finally got round to popping in a day or two before Festival, I was relieved. Yes, of course there is the obligatory ooh la, la la!’s and et voilà’s, but ...

  The Long Table Reviewer: The FooDude   If, like me, you have 15 festivals under the belt it is unlikely that you have not had supper at The Long Table, now in its seventeenth year.   What you probably don’t know is that The Long Table literally started out as one long table run by Michelle and Kobus Kloppers. After a brief spell, it moved twice before settling in its current location off the High Street, where it is now run by Michelle and her friend, Juanitha Els.   What constantly astounds me is the consistent quality of food produced in what is essentially a make-shift restaurant with an annual lifespan of a mere 12 days. more_link_text Related posts:FooDude gets authentic FooDude considers Revolution I am FooDude. I ...

FooDude goes to Revolution, Peppergrove Mall Hours: 7:30 am – 10 pm; Sundays 8:30 am – 3 pm    As a Festival-goer the first thing you will want to know is: is the food good? After that: will I be served in time for the next show? I can confidently answer: yes, yes.   Revolution, in the Peppergrove Mall (the real heart of the Festival), is a rather glamorous (r)evolution, starkly elegant with a slightly sophisticated ambience.  It is a welcoming restaurant thanks to the ebullient personalities of Linda, the owner, and her staff. To be frank, the menu is probably not the most imaginative I’ve ever seen (and the music is a bit of a downer – today’s faux Italian tenors are ...