This week we might actually be on track to meeting the ‘traditional’ three posts a week quota. Not only that, this one is a waste post – haven’t seen one of them around these parts for a while. Don’t get too excited though, it is mid-sem break after all. Can’t guarantee that all this efficiency will last. We can hope though, we can hope. Continue reading →
Who knew there was such a thing as a chook auction? Apparently there is, or at least in small town Australia – the couple I’m currently staying with went to one last Saturday morning. After an unfortunate run in between their last brood and their Irish Terrier, the chook pen was pining for some new feathered residents. Apparently the auction was quite the place to be (though that’s not saying much for a town of this size). A hullaballoo of people eagerly (and quite aggressively at times, so I hear) bidding for their new egg-laying-machines. S and B came home with five almost mature Hyline chickens pleased with their purchase, despite having only gone in with the intention of acquiring three. That’s always the case with shopping isn’t it? Each bird was $24 a pop. Was that expensive? I honestly don’t know. How much would one expect to pay for a bog-standard-yet-efficient-egg-laying-chook to cost? What price would you be prepared to pay? Continue reading →
How many times have you sat down to a wonderful meal and thoroughly enjoyed eating it? Plenty I hope. BUT. Yes, of course there’s a but. Have you occasionally – or more than occasionally– left the table clutching your stomach (and trying to hide the fact that you’ve undone the top button of your jeans), genuinely surprised that you can still fit through the door? Not very pleasant, is it? Ruins a perfectly good meal. Unfortunately there is such a thing as eating too much good food. Sad, but true. Splurging from time to time is human – those stuff-your-face-with-anything-carbs/salt/sugar/fat/anything days are a fact of life. We won’t include them here. When the overeating goes rampant on a more ‘local’ basis, say over a luxurious dessert, and results in a horrible, bloated six month’s pregnant belly (anyone else own a pair of fat pants solely for this situation?) it’s not so amusing. Continue reading →
Haaappppy New Year! I hope you’re having a thoroughly enjoyable day. Unfortunately it’s reached the point at which the combined caffeine/sugar rush from coffee and black bean brownies is starting to wear off. Better get this post (the first for 2014!) underway before my head drops to my chest and I start drooling. Over exaggeration? Only slightly.
I’m not a fan of using the term ‘resolution’ around New Year. Am I wimpy for thinking it might be a cursed word? It doesn’t mean I don’t make ‘resolutions’. They’re just called goals instead. ‘Goals’ sounds less intimidating, less of an ultimatum and more hopeful. More achievable. It’s an everyday term. Which is what it should be. Why ‘reinvent’ yourself on just one day of the year? Admittedly it is a nice, convenient place to start. Nothing wrong with that. But should it not be the first step of many, rather than a leap off a cliff? Gotta keep things realistic. What then are our realistic food goals for 2014? Continue reading →
To celebrate our final week in Sydney early one morning my sister and I headed down to Circular Quay. We had a beautiful breakfast perched on a rolling lawn in the botanic gardens, overlooking the Sydney Harbour Bridge and Opera House. And we weren’t plagued with guilt regarding how much we’d spent on breakfast. If you find yourself a tad peckish down at Circular Quay you’re looking at around $7 for a muffin. A muffin. After finding ourselves trapped in this situation more times that I’d like to admit, we opted to bake our own muffins the day before and pack them along with a freshly cut fruit salad. I can assure you the breakfast was significantly healthier and tastier – not to mention cheaper – than one we would have purchased. Continue reading →