Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
We adore this place. It is right in the centre of the city, opposite Hyde Park and whenever we feel homesick for a bit of European wine bar action, we head here. It's great to sit outside on a sunny day in the summer and feel smugly happy as you watch the lawyers and their HUGE files buzzing by. It is equally ( if not more) wonderful on a cold night. It feels like a an old country house... all candles, nibbles and walls filled with wine. The bar snacks are great - the frites with aoili rock my world. Head next door to the more fancy Bambini Trust restaurant for fancier fayre.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
We have just spent the most wonderful few hours down at Nielson Park on the harbour. The sea was so clear and the sand so white, that it made me feel very, very lucky to live in this amazing city and to experience such gorgeousness. Thank you Sydney - you're a sparkler.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
My darling daddy passed away just before Christmas and I wanted to have something here with me in Australia that would always remind me of him. So, I have bought this cute little lemon tree. Every time that I cut a lemon from it and pop it in my G&T, it will make me think of Micky B and how lucky I am to have him as my daddy. Cheers to the Micky B lemon tree.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
I'm not quite sure how you make milk glass, but it reminds me of jellies that my mum used to make with evaporated milk. Creamy and cloudy and dreamy. My best friend from home bought me this beauty as a thank you pressie for staying with us. I don't have a cake to put on it... but it's way too pretty to put away waiting for a cake to grace it's milkiness.
It always used to really bug me that I didn't ever have room temperature butter and would end up 'quickly popping it in the oven', to find a melted pool of yellow gloop 2 minutes later. This is a thing of the past since I bought my new, perfectly formed and rather fabulous butter dish. I love it. Alot.
Sometimes, when I see roses I just want to freeze them and keep them smelling and looking just as they are forever. These particularly gorgeous peachy roses smell like heaven and take me back to my parent's back garden...and me making and bottling 'rose perfume' .... that never smelt as good as I'd hoped. Please stay like this for another day or two - you make me so happy.