Sorry gents, this one might be of interest only to the ladies (though I am aware that nowadays some men also take good care of their feet and nails with pedicures and the like)! Yesterday, I went for a pedicure at my regular ‘local’ beauty salon and truth be told, I left less than pleased despite my nails having been saved from the raggedy state they’d been in. This brought to mind a pedicure that I had had a little while ago that had me thinking: are all pedicures equal? The pedicure in question—the good one—happened at L’Africaine Hair Designs … Continue reading Nails: Are All Pedicures Equal?
A while back, I woke up to find a piece of paper under my front door. At first, I thought it was my electricity bill, but then quickly realized that it was a flyer from a snack bar called The Outback. On first impression (understand: from reading its name), I thought The Outback was some sort of American-style steakhouse. As far as first impressions go, that’s not a good one for me. I dislike imported, unadapted, copied concepts (can you tell that I fell strongly about this?:-)). On the front of the flier was a picture of a kangaroo, fork … Continue reading The Outback
Last night found me at one of my old hangout spots: The Cellar restaurant. I hadn’t been for a while but being back reminded me of why it was a place that was well worth going to. The Cellar restaurant, located diagonally opposite from The Methodist Guest House in Kileleshwa, is a quiet, classy bar and restaurant. It takes on so many different characters depending on where you sit, what you do there, and what company you are in, that I barely know how to describe it to you. Let me try to describe it by telling you what the Cellar … Continue reading The Cellar Restaurant
A few months ago, I was having dinner and drinks with a friend at Red Sea, an Ethiopian/Eritrean (I think more the latter) bar/restaurant, on Lenana Road, where I often go when I want good Ethiopian food in a good social ambiance. The Red Sea, for all its good points, is generally not the kind of place where I would ask for a glass of wine. In a place that I feel would not invest in their wine, I know that wine can taste more like vinegar than anything else. At the end of my meal though, I felt like … Continue reading Saint Jaume Valley, White Wine