Towards the latter part of last year, I was able to put into words, for the first time, that I suffered from emptiness. After struggling with depression and ongoing mood episodes for years, it was always a fight to find balance. But I never found balance, and try as I may – even with the right meds and healthcare and everything in between – the sadness purveyed. I realised then that perhaps it wasn’t sadness at all, it wasn’t even loneliness. I was just aridly empty, and exhausted from trying to fill the desolation.
The Cape Town food scene is ever evolving. We are so spoilt for choice, and new places open on the regular. It feels pretty saturated, and impossible to visit every new place – the pressure is large. The Sneaky Sausage however is new and cool (in a rad, unpretentious way) and my new go-to hang out. A modern take on the German beerhall, it’s a no-mess, no-fuss, no-frills kind of place, and yes, it serves sausage.