Take a look at this video of Starlings – part of a series on our neighbourhood in Claremont.
At Starlings we sometimes feel a twinge of guilt with always being the treasure seeker. More important things to do. But..
“Too often, we treat art and design as superficial, a protest at the painful idea we are dependent for our well being on rather costly forms of decoration. But we should stop treating beauty as a luxury and start to respect it for what it has always been: the most immediately available and, on some days, the most powerfully effective kind of therapy.”
Alain de Botton in Art as Therapy
We get a lot of our meat from Ryan Boon Speciality Meats in Paarl. Ryan goes out of his way to source grass-fed beef and pasture-reared pork and is always able to tell us exactly where our meat comes from and how it was reared.
The light has shifted at Starlings and with it the dancing shadows on the wall. It evokes a favourite book, In Praise of Shadows by Junichiro Tanizaki.
Apparently the debate is over and the quinces have won. Juliette was spotted with a bag of ‘pears’ she has collected and according to her she has been making quince jelly with our fruit for the past four years! and it is delicious.
A Rooftop Patio.
Secluded. Romantic. Another Perspective.
There is something about the notion of a rooftop patio overlooking your city that is so appealing. We wish we had one.
We use Montagu cheddar as our house cheese. We love that it tastes like real cheese. Nothing added. It’s made from unpasteurised full cream milk from grass fed cattle, naturally matured.
A dear customer at Starlings was being teased about her current “crush.” She blushed beautifully and laughed saying she could fall in love everyday.
Love always catches our attention so we got to thinking. How great to fall in love everyday. With a person, a place, a thing, an idea or a taste. Being in love makes you passionate, attentive and excited with the possibilities. We hope you experience the love in Starlings..
There is a show on TV, Wipeout.
Watching it, ducking and diving, punch bags and slippery stairs. We’ve decided that this tiny place at the pass is our wipeout zone.