I took my date to a Cape Malay cooking class today, and it was honestly unforgettable. The class was taught by an older Cape Town Malay woman whose warmth and wisdom made the experience feel like we were cooking with family. She guided us through every step with stories, history, and heart. My date was incredible—curious, joyful, and so present. There was something nostalgic about the whole experience, like tapping into generations of tradition. The food? Out of this world. Rich, flavorful, soulful. It wasn’t just a date—it was a memory in the making.