After our first Friday function at our newly named Penthouse
(although not quite one, where it lacks in looks it makes up for in height) we
met up with the burra friends at the Durban I Heart Market held at the Moses
Mahbida Stadium. The Spik and I headed
straight for the food section, before having a look around. We’ve definitely got our priorities
straight! After assessing the situation
at hand: various queue lengths, look of product available, and closeness to
where we were standing, we landed up at the scramo’s and bacon on ciabatta
stand. The fact that this is my
favourite breakfast of all time did perhaps sway the decision slightly. We both selected the scramo’s with chives and
bacon served on a ciabatta. With The
Spik in the line and me off buying our much needed red ambulance cokes we were
a winning combo. With my coke in left and securely wrapped scramo’s in right
hand we collapsed down on the closest piece of decorative concrete there.
The scramo’s were wrapped in baking paper and a blue and
white checked serviette, after woozily watching the lady at the stand deftly,
but not quite quickly enough, wrap up each ciabatta I was loathed to unravel
it. Luckily the wrapping acted more as a
type of plate than much else and not complicated unravelling was required – not
that my brain would have got that far anyway.
Anyway when biting into the crusty outside of the warm ciabata and then
through into the soft creaminess of the chive scrambled eggs with a hint of
smokiness from the bacon really brought the breakfast home. The Spik and I agreed on more bacon needed as
it seemed to drop to the sides of the ciabatta which resulted in not each bite
enjoying the pleasure of the smoky bacon.
Still, the breakfast did it’s job with The Spik and I then managing to
push round the entire market, buy ourselves key rings for the Penthouse, broach
for me, bracelet for The Spik and even Lynn scored a Mother’s Day present!
The I Heart Market has a much larger food selection than
when I started going two years ago when it was in the church hall or across the
road from Bean Bag Bohemia. Aah those
days! <insert glazed over eyes and pause for memories> There is a large selection from which I
cannot wait to sample a different stall each month. I even have my June breakfast locked in my
head already! Bring on the 2.06.12.
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