ALL PART OF THE (GAME) PLAN

We hit up Old Biscuit Mill Market this morning and had a lovely brunch featuring lox latkas, a perfectly rare roast beef sandwich and chicken on the most delicious bread ever (we shared?). Then we immersed ourselves in South African culture by having a “braai” at our house. A braai is the South African equivalent of the American BBQ. But it means different things to different people. For most South Africans, I think it means a few friends and a grill. For us it meant inadvertently purchasing 4 kegs, a funnel, and 7 meters of plastic tubing (collegians should be able to do a frattastic addition problem in their head to figure out what the last 2 equal), and then inviting 100 of our closest friends over. A stunning example of cultural relativism. This was meant to be a pregame for the Cape Town Stormers rugby match that our program got us tickets to. Great in theory, but not so much in practice. After 4 straight hours of “braaing,” the pregame turned into the game, and the postgame turned into a nap. Whoops.