Archive | April, 2012

Parade of Umbrellas

18 Apr

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I woke up to the sound of whirling winds and the sky puking water.
The sky was sad, dark grey.
Talk about depressing.

I just knew I had to gear up. Last time it was raining like this, I was soaking wet from the tip of my hair to the tip of my toes.

Working with wet attire? Major discomfort.

I gathered all plastic bags I have around the house and wrapped my bags, spare clothes and lunch in them as tightly as possible. I wore flip-flops, or as Aussie says it, thongs, legging and my sleeping T-shirt. I put my hat on, and was seriously considering wearing shower cap. ( No, I didn’t, cause I don’t have one, and my host mom laughed out loud about it)

Then I walked across the park down to the bus stop…. And the winds and heavy rain stop. They were exchanged with small pretty drizzles.

The city is still a parade of umbrellas, but at least the citizens are not dropping waters from ever edge of their respective bodies.

The good thing is I have pancakes for breakfast, fluffy little warm thing that makes everything is all right.

I made a whole batch last night and with me being in Sydney and not Jakarta where I have armies of hungry students to eat all of it, I’m stuck with 25 mini pancakes for breakfast, dessert and snacks.

Oh how miss those boys and girls. How their eyes gleam on the sight off my food, how their mouth water and their capability to eat without chewing. (Well helps that they don’t have to pay for it. -Ha.)

Trying so hard to keep dry,
Dee.

Wishing you…

15 Apr

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Lit up your cigarette or chomp down organic muesli bar, pour steaming hot water to either pitch black coffee or calming brown of tea, crack those eggs or hear the music of cereal dancing around the bowl.

Do whatever you want, but have a hearty breakfast and enjoy Monday!

Bondi Beach beauty to get us through the week, up top.

Cheers!

Dee

Cold, then hot and fresh oysters

14 Apr

Oh, hi! Hello there. Yes, I’m good thank you. How you doing?

I guess from the lack of post you can see that I’m settling here in Sydney. Out all weekend doing touristy stuff and eat and walk and walk and walk till my legs feel like it’s coming out from it’s socket.

Summer is saying goodbye and giving us another hour to add to the day. Fall, or shall I say autumn is here, and is seriously moody.

The first day after Easter cold breeze and hard wind washed over the city,leaving me with runny nose and goose bump and missing Jakarta hot sunshine.

Today, I went out with jeans, closed shoes, a jacket AND sweater, whilst the sun came out and say, “Bring out your tank top and short, everyone! I’m gonna smile all day!”

Bastard.

I arrived in Sydney Fish Market sweating like a pig. But so be it, nothing will get in the way of my journey from fresh oysters

My delicacy for lunch are fresh rock oyster with splash of tangy lemon juice ( too bad there’s no tabasco) cold braised half lobster and prawns with thousand island.

People might hate fresh oyster because they might be fishy and slimy and basically they see it as disgusting. Not me. I’m head over heels in love with it. I love the cold bite as we dig into it and the way it tastes like we’re swimming in the ocean.

Oh and for the record, fresh oyster are not fishy at all. They are best eaten after their opened, and fishy oyster means they have been opened too long.

I closed the day at Sydney Fish Market with chocolate coated strawberry and the famous jones soda.

I can’t wait to go back for a seafood platter. Oh, calamari…….

Kiss kiss
Dee