Cape Town’s Softest, Stickiest, Yummiest Ribs

Bombay Bicycle Club: Oldest gentlemans club in the world. Not a strip club though.

The other day I felt weak and dizzy, and realized that I hadn’t eaten anything for three solid days. I quickly put my drink down and staggered over to the fridge, hoping for old takeaways which would still be fairly edible. I remember having a pizza days earlier and couldn’t quite remember whether I had finished it or not. I soon discovered the half eaten meal, but it was so old that it had evolved and had grown a mouth and two legs, and promptly jumped out the fridge once I had opened it, declaring that it would be clubbing in Camps Bay that evening, and inviting me to join it.

I politely declined though, I wasn’t really in the mood for clubbing, I was in the mood for ribs though, and so decided to head off to the Bombay Bicycle Club in Kloof street, as we all know they have the best ribs in Cape Town, right?

Bombay Bicycle Club: With their famous ribs.

What’s that? You don’t know about their ribs? Two massive racks of the softest, stickiest ribs you will ever have in your life? Come now, allow me to educate you then, as I recount my tale.

So upon arrival, I initially felt for some spinach, mozzarella and smoked chicken (as one does), and so of course ordered their Phyllo Parcels starter, which has all of the above. The Girlfriend, who had silently followed me like a ninja, decided on a prawn starter (Kataifi Prawns ), which I managed to nibble on whilst she powdered her nose, and which also had me nodding my head in approval.

The starters were like a good session of foreplay, and we were now ready to get stuck into the main course. Our ribs duly arrived and, to further continue the sexual theme, it can best be decribed as nothing short of orgasmic. These are pork ribs, which were lean and meaty, and which easily and smoothly fell off the bone, like a young man sliding his pants off at the sight of his naked lover sprawled on the bed. The ribs were ably complimented by a side order of brocolli, cauliflower and butternut, and by the end of the meal, I had the self assured smile of contentment that a man gets when he either has his feet sensually rubbed, or has just had an epic carnivorous meal.

Something else which grabbed my attention though were the two diners at the accompanying table next to us. Being a ferocious gossip, and a world reknowned busy body, I realised that they were somehow involved with the Bombay Bicycle Club restaurant, and overheard the fact that Madame Zingara will be opening again.

I later did a search on a nifty website I use called “Google”, and I see that there is indeed a Madam Zingara website which seems to be quietly running in the background. Not sure exactly when they are opening yet, but I subscribed to their mailing list for more info, so will keep everyone posted.

So yeah, after contemplating an ageing piece of pizza, things turned out pretty well in the end. Quite enjoyed the vibe at Bombay Bicycle Club, and I’m sure you will too.

Bombay Bicycle Club Contact Details and Info

What: Bombay Bicycle Club
Where: 158 Kloof Street, Gardens, Cape Town (obviously)
How Much: + – 250 per person. (Which includes mains, dessert and a few drinks.)
Contact: +27 (0)21 423 6805 and http://www.bombaybicycleclub.co.za

Oakes signing off.

Shaun Oakes

This was written by the hulking mass of manliness known as Shaun Oakes. If you enjoyed what he had to say, you owe it to yourself to follow him on Twitter at @shaunoakes. Do it now.

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