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So, my sister's pre-birthday celebration (she won't admit to her age, but she's 5 years & 4 months younger than me) & it's also the birthday of an old friend of mine... although she's 4 months younger than me... go figure...
Seafood buffet at the local RSL - courtesy of my Mother. Never mind the location, taste the quality... which was uniformly good - I just don't like onion in my octopus salad... in fact I just don't like onion full stop - but that's personal choice, not epicurean criticism.
Despite a cool change promised by the weather bureau, today was another precursor to a Summer I am increasingly looking for ways to avoid. Okay - it was cloudier...but the temperature & more importantly the humidity was hell. You will notice a change in the tone of this journal as Summer inexorably progresses towards the inevitable personal unbearability, so accept this apology for the consistently downbeat assessment of the weather now... 'cause I won't apologise again. Apart from the opportunity to change my skin colour I HATE SUMMER!!!!
Now... a dilemma... I have discovered a new drug that eminently agrees with me - both in lifestyle & constitution. Like most drugs though, it varies in quality from dealer to dealer... some taste better, some have greater effect while tasting like shit...
The search for the ideal espresso ('short black'for the heathen) goes on. Especially in the suburbs of Gladesville, Boronia Park & Ryde, which are all within easy striking distance of my office.Typically, I have found 6,000 great cafes in the inner city & inner-west, but can't find the perfect place for lunch &/or breakfast anywhere within the places that border the western suburbs. They either have great coffee & lousy (or expensive)food, or vice versa.
Perhaps I'm romanticising the place by psychological distancing & longing, but of all the espressos I've had south of the border, none of them have been expectorially inducive... & the food was always good. Having only been there in holiday mode, I can't comment on economics, but the case for moving grows ever stronger...
So, guess who had another bad to indifferent day at work then??
Seafood buffet at the local RSL - courtesy of my Mother. Never mind the location, taste the quality... which was uniformly good - I just don't like onion in my octopus salad... in fact I just don't like onion full stop - but that's personal choice, not epicurean criticism.
Despite a cool change promised by the weather bureau, today was another precursor to a Summer I am increasingly looking for ways to avoid. Okay - it was cloudier...but the temperature & more importantly the humidity was hell. You will notice a change in the tone of this journal as Summer inexorably progresses towards the inevitable personal unbearability, so accept this apology for the consistently downbeat assessment of the weather now... 'cause I won't apologise again. Apart from the opportunity to change my skin colour I HATE SUMMER!!!!
Now... a dilemma... I have discovered a new drug that eminently agrees with me - both in lifestyle & constitution. Like most drugs though, it varies in quality from dealer to dealer... some taste better, some have greater effect while tasting like shit...
The search for the ideal espresso ('short black'for the heathen) goes on. Especially in the suburbs of Gladesville, Boronia Park & Ryde, which are all within easy striking distance of my office.Typically, I have found 6,000 great cafes in the inner city & inner-west, but can't find the perfect place for lunch &/or breakfast anywhere within the places that border the western suburbs. They either have great coffee & lousy (or expensive)food, or vice versa.
Perhaps I'm romanticising the place by psychological distancing & longing, but of all the espressos I've had south of the border, none of them have been expectorially inducive... & the food was always good. Having only been there in holiday mode, I can't comment on economics, but the case for moving grows ever stronger...
So, guess who had another bad to indifferent day at work then??
