Mzoli’s Place is a typical “Braai” located in a dumpy area
of the Cape Flats. Apparently, it’s the real deal on a South African style
barbecue (barbecue=braai). Left at 11:30am to pick up two of Ryan’s research buddies.
Ryan, Moe, Corona, two other guys and myself all packed into Ryan’s Volkswagon
Polo as we made our way to Mzoli’s. When we arrived, the neighborhood was
really…poor/dumpy. Not quite shanty town status, but trash all over the place
and everything seems old and decrepit. Dudes were openly pissing on the side of
buildings. When we first got out of the car, some guy just drops his pants and
starts talking to us while he’s peeing. Gross. It seemed like everyone had the
manners of someone homeless or WAS homeless…then we got to the restaurant and
was a mix of people.
So a little more description on Mzoli’s. It is a Braai
restaurant that is part butcher shop (where you order the meat), part bbq area
(where they cook the meat), and part outside/tented eating area with tables,
chairs, dance floor, DJ, and awesomeness. BYOB; so it looks like a college
party with all the hard alcohol and beer on the tables. When we arrived, we stood
in line for awhile just to order our meat in their sketchy butcher. We ordered
beef, lamb, and woerst (sausage) along with pap (maize meal). Afterwards, we
brought the meat into the back to sit on a counter for an hour before the cooks
put it on the fire. It took about an hour to finally get our meat but it was darn
good. Especially with the Windhoek draft and Tahir beer to wash it down. So
filling.
Everyone who has been to this braai said it is fairly touristy.
This was true, but it’s kind of hard to agree with this statement. There were
foreigners, but a lot of them weren’t tourists, if that makes sense. Most of
them were people in Cape Town for work purposes or studying abroad. I actually
met this girl named Porsche who’s from Atlanta, Georgia. She was there for an
extended amount of time for her job and was still a student in the states. There
were plenty of locals present as well.
When we first went into the back area, I was really shocked
to see how bumping it was. There was a sizable college aged crowd dancing to
the DJ’s African-electronic mix. Our friend Moe wasn’t going to join us, but
after teasing him enough, he finally agreed to go if I wore my Laker’s jersey.
Figures, he had the most fun out of all of us. We all danced and talked with
the people around us. Shockingly, there were a lot of people interested in
talking about the Lakers with me. I figured most people around here didn’t
follow the NBA. This one guy really wanted to exchange tops before we left…that
didn’t happen.
Funny story. All the guys in my group were checking out this
girl at the end of our row (the row was 10 tables long). Beautiful, young, nice
body, black. Pretty solid fashion sense, but a little skimpy. Then I look to
see there is this old, mid 60’s white dude sitting and next to her, checking
her out! Before you know it, he’s wrapping his arm around her waist and she’s
sitting on his lap! She was with him all afternoon. We noticed her two other
friends across the table had skimpy outfits and flashy make-up as well. They
were totally prostitutes. We are pretty sure the old dude was their sugar
daddy. It was pretty funny if you ask me. I never see this kind of stuff.
Anyways, after being there for about 3-4 hours, we left
Mzoli’s and went outside to a packed street. Redbull was there with a big DJ
van outside also playing music, plus they had their typical mini cooper with
the big can on the back. Obviously, we snagged a free redbull from the two
beautiful girls and danced some more! I don’t have the picture yet, but I
talked to one of the redbull girls for a little bit. I named her Holland,
because she’s from Holland. She was in South Africa studying at UCT. She had
the most beautiful blue/green eyes I have ever seen.
We stood out there to dance a little more and walked around
before taking off. Watching the locals and bums dance to the music in the
middle of the two lane street, while cars were trying to leave, was priceless. We
had a lot of fun at Mzoli’s. I don’t know what was more enjoyable though. Mzoli’s
or the much needed nap afterwards.
Unfortunately, I did not have a camera with me. But here are some photos from other people that I found online to help illustrate Mzoli's.