Chinta Ria (Mood for Love)
A so-so week at Yum Cha last week couldn’t put me off remaining in Asia this week. Albeit with cuisine I find much more enjoyable. A movie themed, village style restaurant meant anything could happen here… Continue reading
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Week 14: The meat fest…
Wildfire
After the seafood heavy week 13 at Fleurs, and one of the best meals we’d had- ever- it was time for a shift of focus. In my world that means meat.
Once seafood is done, real meat must come…
Week 13: World’s best seafood??
Aotearoa land of the long white cloud; the homeland of kiwis, the rugby world cup, award winning Pinots, fresh seafood and of course, chulli buns (that is- chilli bins, esky’s or ice boxes). Continue reading
2012- a snails pace
It’s currently before 6am on Saturday morning. Ridiculous.
I do get up around 5am throughout the week normally, however, I feel this time is reserved on weekends for early flights, monster nights, swimmers and the land of nod.
A pseudo drug deal with legs
This has been an interesting week. I ‘announced’ that I am going to write a book, which was and is exciting for me while at the same time somewhat daunting and overwhelming.
I’ve had many questions about it and I kind of struggle to answer them to be honest.
A book, a skate and some memories
Who knows what this week was?
Here are a few answers that are correct:
- The 41st week of 2012
- The 41st consecutive different meat in a row for me
- The week after the week before this one
- The first anniversary of my wonderful mum passing away
- The week I truly realised how annoying looking for a new place can be (or perhaps more accurately how annoying and unreliable rental agents can be)
- The week in which it would appear Lance Armstrong is most definitely guilty
I don’t keep really close tabs on all of you, just some, so I’m sure there were one or two other things of importance. However, for me there was one other pretty colossal event and that was the:
100% commitment from me to write a book!
The Marsupial Times
Last week flew by (not literally) A holiday on Monday meant that absent of conscious awareness, it was Thursday in no time. I was training a client and she asked me about the goose from last week; that dense, stubborn big old bird. When she, seemingly naturally, asked “What are you cooking this week?”
Eel be alright
I started out this week going on a bunch of different rollercoasters , literally and figuratively; the week started at Dreamworld Theme Park on the Gold Coast.
I may rabbit on as a guy about having to be a real man and not an oestrogen flooded, out of shape pseudo-man like many we see today, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t act like children from time to time, hence my child-like enjoyment on ‘The Big Drop’ .
Fifty Two 