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Went to Copacabana last weekend. Living the life, you know?

Anyways, worst trip ever.

It was ugly and horrible:

The food was disgusting:

My friends are  fug:

Lara Fuller and I are NOT THE UNDEFEATED REIGNING WORLD CHAMPIONS OF THIS GAME:

Do you see what I did there? Do you?

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For someone who really isn’t up to much, I feel incredibly busy these days.

Dining:

Tastevin, French, Darlinghurst – Food was disappointingly average, but the service was wonderful, and it’s location – tucked upstairs and looking over busy Victoria Street – was really charming.

Feast at McVitty Vineyard, modern Australian, Mittagong – We went here for Father’s Day lunch with Nick’s family and it was all around fantastic – good company, beautiful views, outdoor seating on a sunny deck, delicious wine and gorgeous food. Can’t say enough good things about it.

Shopping:

Necklace, Kitson

colour block dress, Motel

 Sadness:

typical


Somewhat resentful happiness:

iphone 4

Chilling with midgets:



Nesting:

Dan Stiles, Arctic Monkeys

Dan Stiles, Scissor Sisters

Dan Stiles, Ray LaMontagne

My brother Colin had show posters up from Dan Stiles in his house, and Nick and I both liked the look of them, so we ended up ordering some and getting them shipped to Sydney. Just had them matted/framed/hung this week, really pleased with them.

Reading:

Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens

What? I said busy, not exciting.

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thick eyebrows

Or, more accurately, in my own case:

faux thick eyebrows with this awesome Anastasia brow pencil

Din Tai Fung Dumpling Bar

finished yesterday, STRAIGHT into my top ten.

Foster the People, Call it What You Want

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Let’s explore why I came back from the states 6 pounds heavier, shall we?

Exhibit 1: Pizza and beer. And beer.  Aaaaand beer again.

FYI – Did you know Pizzamakers actually delivers pizza? And all these years I thought it was only weed. Huh.

Exhibit 2: Chef Wayne’s Big Mamou Cajun Restaurant

Just so you know, I have no regrets about this one. Big Mamou is an institution, and should you ever find yourself in the cultural wonderland that is Springfield, Massachusetts… this is THE ONLY PLACE YOU NEED TO GO.

And also, they have a website! Go, on, click on it – see how adorable it is, and see how cheap the prices are. And then see what comes out of their kitchen…

Jambalaya

pulled pork

Exhibit 3: The Italian Markets in Philly

pasta fridge

So, do you see? As if you wouldn’t do the same .

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So I’m not exactly a Farmer’s Market type of person. I know it’s very fashionable at the moment – and so acceptable that saying I’m NOT into them borders on un-PC, but there it is. I’m not really into knowing where my food comes from – I prefer to think my meat was born in that little styrofoam tray, individually served, sanitized,  and ready for me to nom. (That’s a lie! I don’t even like seeing it in tray).

UNTIL.

I went to Eveleigh Markets this past Saturday. And they had BAGELS.

Americans in America reading this are all like, “meh, whatevs, bagels” but any American in Australia shares my pain of the absence of bagels. And these are DELICIOUS bagels, they are no faux imposters.

So, besides the bagels, there are lots of other wonderful things. homemade olive oils in dozens of flavours, food stands from well-known Sydney chefs, Masterchef contestants (although not the surfer one, so srsly, who cares), flower stalls.

I did notice at the markets that I was woefully out of place, not having a dog nor a baby nor Toms.

Noted. Next time I’ll make sure to steal borrow a child.

Hayden, stop FOLLOWING me. I have a boyfriend, God.

PS. I ate five bagels in the last three days.

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A few months back, Karen, Fuller and I went to a leisurely Sunday afternoon lunch at Garfish in Manly, and we liked it so much that we decided to go back Saturday night and bring my parents too.

Who needs the real life view when it's showing on the plasma overhead?

The verdict? Better as a lunch place. The seafood is beautiful and fresh, but the view and the breeze are just more enjoyable on a sunny afternoon.

Highlights: my Hendricks Pink cocktail (Hendricks gin, maraschino liqueur, apple juice and fresh cucumber… amazing), our highly efficient server – from Florida, no less.

Qualms: The plasma TVs that have a live feed of the horizon on the water. You can get the same view if you look past them… to the OCEAN. Bizarre.

Parking in Manly makes me want to burn down a council building.

jerks.

Nothing like eating prawns at $12 apiece and then paying $55 FOR PARKING.

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On Friday, the boys went to the Rugby League match while Karen, Fuller, mom and I opted to go out to dinner. We went to Buon Ricardo in Paddington, where Karen had been before but the rest of us hadn’t.

I was totally surprised by how it looked inside – faux orange brick tiles on the floor and heinous floral printed chairs. This dinky little bar plopped in the middle, looking like the kind you’d find in your grandparents basement. The white jacketed waiters standing throughout the dining room looked like they had gotten lost on their way to their real job.

If there was a living room at Buon Ricardo

But it was CHARMING. In a city where bars are renovated every six months and the service and atmosphere often pale in comparison to a restaurant/bar’s design – this was a refreshing change. The service was elegant without being stuffy, the sommelier made wine suggestions that were helpful and reasonable, and the food itself was beautiful and simple.

Karen and Fuller asked the waiter to let the chef choose their entrées, and were rewarded with off menu creations that were delicious. The chef came out several times to lavish some special attention on my mom, and make a fuss over Karen who is about eight months pregnant. It was all really lovely.

Highlights were the duck consommé and the Fuller’s specially made entrée of cantelloni. Overall, wonderful.

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