The Lucky Bean. The only stop we have time for, the only taste of Jo'burg we can get this time around.
If this is truly their flavor, then Jo'burg is decidedly delicious.
There is not a single non-standout on their menu, and our first authentic taste of South Africa is sublime. Ground meat spills generously from the Ostrich Bobotie Parcel. Thin layers of pastry dough form a lean purse, drier and milder than beef, assertively spiced with a sweet-tart banana conserve on the side.
My first unforgettable taste of Springbok starts here as well. Gamey like lamb but so much more tender, chunks of meat fall off thick marrow bones, stewed sweetly in peaches and pinotage. There's buttery meat on the bones and meat butter in the bones...Best day of my life.
It seems like every dish carries their chef's signature, but sometimes you just want a burger. The Lucky Bean Beef Burger is an incredibly fortunate choice. This juicy, giant, handmade patty is its own party, feisty with sundried tomatoes, garlic, and sharp peppercorns. It's smeared with a layer of pert pesto and fried red onion.
Have you ever had a place just bookmark itself into your brain? Between the sociable Sleepy Gecko and the magnetic main streets of Melville, Jo'burg earns a permanent dog-ear in my travel book.
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