Susan (if I tell you that I call her Susie she’ll kill me) and I sat down at a table and looked at each other with smiles of relief. We were both thinking the same thing – thank goodness we were sitting in a beautiful sunny garden about to eat breakfast, instead of running the Cango Marathon, as my superman-dad and colleague were then doing.
We leisurely ordered cappuccinos and perused the comprehensive options, bewildered as to what to order from the vast array of ostrich dishes, wraps, sandwiches, traditional breakfast meals and Afrikaans specialities.
Oudtshoorn, a small town in the Klein Karoo desert with a remarkable Boer War history, feels much farther away from Cape Town than its paltry five-hour drive. Famous for its ostriches and their by-products (big eggs used as decorations and strong enough to withstand a human’s weight, delicious meat and flawless leather), the town is also home to the Cango Caves where one can marvel at gravity-defying stalactites and stalagmites in vast underground caverns.
While there are plenty of places to eat on the main stretch of the town, Nostalgie stood out for its colourful garden decor, white lanterns (and proximity to our hastily found parking spot). The service was friendly and while the food took some time it was freshly prepared from local ingredients, generously portioned and – to our tired city wallets – astonishingly reasonable.
Then, having eaten brunch, perused the store’s vintage clothing and bought some of the farmstall goods, we took the triumphant runners back for lunch! We’ve both decided to go back soon.