At Londolozi our kitchen is always a hive of activity, full of wonderful aromas and buzzing with action. But despite the busyness, it is obviously important that the rest of the lodge is able to communicate with our central food hub. Yet with all the love in the world, I’m afraid to say that this has been made increasingly difficult over the past few months, as conversing with somebody over the phone in the kitchen has become near impossible. It is not so much the sounds of mixers, clanging pots & pans or even the screech of “hot tray, watch out!” that has made this exercise so difficult; but rather the total diversity of musical genres which have amounted to the deafening background of any conversation.
Last week I heard everything from “blue suede shoes” by Elvis to the latest piece of gospel music from the Zion Christian Church, bellowing out of the Varty kitchen. Mozart’s 4th symphony is also not uncommon, while Rihanna is always a popular favorite. Regardless of the song of the hour, one thing is for sure – Anna Ridgewell and her kitchen brigade are as serious about their song of the day as they are about their dish of the day.