In order to reach the small fishing village of Paternoster on the West Coast north of Cape Town, drivers leaving the urban congestion must follow a long, windswept stretch of road. For great distances, the road is lonely and barren. Vacant sandy beaches line the route to the left; while on the right, sun-scorched fields appear overgrown with arid bush and scrub.
To the uninitiated, the region seems devoid of the conditions necessary to create fresh produce: there are neither obvious pastures for game, nor nutrient-rich soil for fruit and vegetables. Even the sea, rough and foamy, seems incongruous with life. But first impressions can be deceiving: reach the end of the road and riches await.
On a sunny, bright afternoon, Cape Town foodies Matthew Freemantle and Andrew Kai drove…
