Sunday mornings are for calorie filled breakfasts and second helpings of it, too! And don’t even think of calling it a Sunday breakfast if there’s no crispy bacon… Just saying.
A trusted, not exactly new, favourite is this corn cakes recipe. Now, just to be clear, the basic batter is just that – BASIC. Any old tin of something that’s lurking in the back of the cupboard can be added to spruce it up. Add your fav chopped herbs or a pinch of spice.
CORN CAKES WITH MAPLE BACON & SRIRACHA MASCARPONE
serves 2 – 4
375 ml self-raising flour
pinch of salt
pinch of dried chilli flakes
60 ml melted butter
125 ml milk
125 ml tinned corn, drained
2 sprigs fresh thyme, leaves removed from twigs
125 g streaky bacon
30 ml maple syrup
125 g mascarpone
15 ml sriracha sauce
Sieve the self-raising flour in a medium mixing bowl. Add the salt and dried chilli flakes.
Make a well in the centre, then add the melted butter, eggs and milk. Mix these ingredients with a fork and gradually incorporate the flour.
Once the batter comes together, add the drained corn and fresh thyme. Mix through.
Allow the batter to sit for a few minutes while starting on the bacon.
Heat a splash of oil in a frying pan. Sear the bacon on both sides, then add the maple syrup and allow the bacon to caramelise.
In a second frying pan, heat some more oils and gently cook tablespoon fulls of the batter until golden brown on both sides.
To serve, stack the corn cakes with crispy bacon and dollop mascarpone combined with sriracha on top.
About 30 minutes outside of Durbanville you’ll find Philadelphia. A quaint little village with friendly shop owners and great little artsy finds. Philadelphia means ‘brotherly love’ – from the bible. Hmm, okay.
Quiet streets, filled with gems like art galleries, a cheese shop and eateries await discovery. Beware the camera fearing beast outside the gem shop. That guy was not a happy chappy.
One of the most popular gathering spots in Philadelphia is most likely The Peppertree, which is well known among the Cape weekend roadies.
Another rustic haunt that’s well priced with friendly service and a pretty decent menu is The Deli Shed. The chicken mayo sarmie, which comes in an interesting round shape, is out of this world. They add some chutney, fresh thyme and a hint of grated raw onion – just the way I like it! The coffee is good, there’s a selection of fresh fruit and veggies, a variety of homemade breads and some other pantry fillers that you can add to your bill to take home.
The quiet streets are a welcome escape from the city hustle. Philadelphia is a treat to any enthusiastic Instagrammer with it’s old school patios, zinc roof sheets, lazy cats, weather worn doors and interesting (slightly weird) warning signs about pinching geranium cuttings.
Endless calming fields of wheat singing with a persistent hum in the the gentle breeze surround the little village during the wheat growing season (don’t ask me when that is – we have Google now). All and all, a trip to Philadelphia is a Saturday morning well spent.