Kamini Pather

Who is Kamini Pather?

I’m just a girl, standing in front of the world, asking it to feed me.

To be fair, my entire life, up until now, has been a glorious web of beautiful accidents. Granted, I have hustled my way into most spaces but opportunities don’t just happen, you need to push, to annoy, to provoke them into existence. And thankfully, I am ballsy enough to do that and to face rejection. It’s really part of the deal to having a life that is designed by and for you. I forget who said this and I’m sure that I paraphrase but the sentiment is correct – “nothing worth having was easy to get”.

But who am I? Isn’t that the eternal question that plagues us all? I think I’m at a point where I know what I am not which then defines who I am a little better. So… I am not trendy or a slave to fashion. I wear what I like and like what I wear. I try to keep things as local as possible be it in food and produce to threads and music. I don’t believe that there is such  thing as  a free meal and that life is effort – no room for spectators. Have an appetite for life and eat with your hands because anything else is a cop out.

I sound a tad more self-help-section than I would like. But thats where I’m at today.

What is your best childhood memory?

My 4th birthday. I had a Maia The Bee cake that my mum made. She also decorated the table with clocks with Marie Biscuit faces and liquorice hands, race cars made out of boudoir biscuits with jelly baby drivers, cupcakes with fairy wings and rainbow sparkles and didn’t made me wear one of those meringue dresses because she knew better.

That was also the year that I introduced short hair into my life. I remember the sound of one of my long haired pig tails falling into the toilet when I chopped it off. Mum was not happy.

If you had a chance for a “do-over” in life, what would you do differently?

As someone who has made many a glaring error in life, I have made a decision not to regret. But just for laugh, the one thing that I might change is during my competitive ice-skating days when I chopped a piece of my finger off. I didn’t land a jump and woke up laying on the ice with my feet above my head. As I slammed my skates down onto the ice, i clipped a piece of my finger. It grew together again but it still has a numb spot.

What do you feel most proud of?

Turning 30 and not caring anymore. I have never wanted to be younger. Not ever. My formative years were filled with self doubt and when I turned 30, every cell in my body just said meh. It’s thee most liberating feeling.

Image by Yuppiechef

If you could only keep three possessions, what would they be and why?

I would keep one thing, my wits about me. Everything else is attainable.

What do you want your tombstone to say?

She came. She ate. She wondered.

Image by Liesl Roos

What is Girl Eat World?

Girl Eat World is my food-travel show that shows me tasting flavours from around the world with my blogger friends. It’s my perfect job – best day at the office, even though it isn’t all glamorous. I’m pretty chuffed that I get to do it all again this year, as well as few other food-travel shows. Life is not crap for Kamz.

What’s your favorite kind of coffee ?

I like smooth, round flavoured, nutty blends. I’ve found that Indian/asian coffee has those notes. I usually go for a flat white but these days, during the summer months, the cold brews or espresso over ice with foam treat me well. I recently tasted something called a Menze’s Dream which was a shot of espresso with agave syrup, coconut cream and goji berries which really tickled my fancy. It was aromatic and alive and I got to hug a tree afterwards which is always fun times.

Image by Liesl Roos

In which coffee shops are we likely to bump into you?

Deluxe Coffee in Cape Town. Love the vibe and the balance of their house blend. The only place that serves Deluxe in Jozi is Warm and Glad so I guess there as well.

What does a perfect day look like?

Wake up. Check social media. Flat white. Gym. Eggs and salmon omelette. Prance around like a mad woman ready to slay. Yoga. Glass of wine. Pass out. Rinse. Repeat.

Cover image by Christine Meintjes

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