Eden Cemetary

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Merimbula

One glorious summer weekend on the South Coast, drinking cheese and eating wine. Snorting oysters and sampling teas. Snorkelling barrier beaches and watching terribly addictive and nonsensical Taiwanese soap dramas.
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The Bloody Soufflé Girl

To celebrate Mum’s 60th 21st birthday we had a very special lunch at the Boathouse on Blackwattle Bay in Sydney. Hats were involved.

Oysters, champagne, roast barramundi with hazelnuts and roasted heirloom (not Dutch) carrots and blood plum soufflé with early grey icecream.

No complaints here.

20140119-205505.jpg Clara should try making this one! Blood Plum for the Soufflé Girl. Speaking of bloody children, check out Jody and Ken’s amazing cooking at Garum Factory.
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What a bloody delicious day!

A rather perfect day

Paris and I did not get along well on first acquaintances. And then this meeting we had a supremely awesome day which involved a mad rush to visit as many museums as possible on the museum pass, steak frittes, a bottle of wine, a delightful waitress, the Arc de Triumphe at night and clothes shopping at midnight. Such was the greatness of steak and fries and wine and dessert that I actually enjoyed clothes shopping. We were the last customers served and were escorted from the building by security guards. Metro back to our accommodation, jazz music wafting through Montmarte.
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Allowing fish stocks to replenish

One of the highlights of our trip to Paris was sneaking into the Louvre on our expired Museum Pass and picknicking on the steps of one of the galleries. We carefully ate our baguettes and smelly cheese over the free museum guides before being scolded and moved on by the security guard. Not a single crumb was spilt and no artwork was harmed. Because really, the people who can’t afford the seven euros in the museum cafés for an espresso coffee and three half mouthfuls of cake don’t deserve low blood sugar.
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Next time maybe we should try for the fastest time through the Louvre.
Bande a parte vs the Dreamers
We stayed until closing time, greedily eyeing every painting and statue we could as the staff gently corralled the lingerers towards the exits. Magic.
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An example of Paris’ famous penis bread

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And here are some links to other people discussing penis bread products with relish…

Vegetarian Paris

Expat Postcards from Paris

Gwynedd coal

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