No Antelope at Sidewalk in Bell Air

Yesterday, after we'd finished at the centre, Richard took us to a cafe off the tourist beaten track called Sidewalk Cafe. It was on Bell Air Road. And no this is not a typo. He used the word 'quirky' to describe it. Very nice, exuding boho chic by the buckets. And really super friendly people. Actually come to think of it, everyone we've met so far has been really terrific and amazing.

Nestled within a valley and overlooked by Table Mountain range, the food was yummy, yummy, yummy! But no, no springbok, no antelope. (Confused? See blog entry)  And the sun came out as well eventually, which was great :) 

See the sign? B-e-l-l Air, not Bel Air :) [Click to see larger image]

I like this split door which reminds me of a farm house.

Corrugated sheets, copper pans, decor made from stones painted pink. And a copy of the New Yorker in the magazine rack. Is this boho or what?

Maggie scans the menu... no, no, no... no springbok...