Darling Harbour, Pyrmont, Cocklebay Wharf- I love these areas and the inevitably sublime shopping, food and wine on offer. My friend Anna and I had a day in Sydney before our training tomorrow and boy did we have fun!! We breakfasted at our motel before setting off from Pyrmont to The Rocks for the Saturday Markets.
We had coffee at the Guylian Cafe before walking back through and stopping for amazing sushi on the way. We walked around to Harbourside admiring all the new eaterys and smelling the smells of yummy food before trekking to The Star for a spot of window shopping and a fair amount of slobbering at Adriano Zumbos (we resisted!!).
At the markets- bright goodies!
We walked for about two hours all up and had the best time! Dinner at Meat and Wine Co- a beef kebab amazingly presented- and a hot chocolate later, the fireworks at Darling Harbour illuminated the night as we braved our way back in the cold.
Below is what I wore tonight- a navy Jacqui-E long tunic top with a gorgeous cut and slit/ cowl neck, teamed with a Ally belt, Jeanswest printed jacquard skinny jeans, kmart flats (they are my faves, so darn comfy) and I wore my linen lapel Carla Zampatti six button blazer on top.
Tomorrow is training then cocktails out at night… Squeeee!
It’s my last morning here at the farm; today I’m off to Sydney for work training, and hopefully a bit of Big Smoke fun before returning to the Northern Territory!
I’m excited to be returning to the NT, to my love, to my puppies and to the home that I’ve furnished and cook and create in. But I will miss the Central West and it’s beguiling morning mists, the dew on spider webs, the green paddocks dreaming under golden sun, and the flowers in the garden nodding languidly in the breeze. So I went for a walk to take snaps of my favourite places; and I invite you to experience them with me.
I know that what Roald Dahl refers to as “the Witching Hour” is traditionally the hours between midnight and two am, when the world is dark and all is eerie still. But I’m calling these few shots the Witching Hour because the beautiful autumn light filters through and, in my mind, imbibes a very dreamlike quality to the shots (here’s hoping anyway!). Added to this is the fact that I’m styling this Marc Jacobs green silk camisole with a Witchery pleated skirt… Hence the name!
Shot amongst the geraniums and succulents of the home balcony, with Natural Compatibles No.9 lipstick and MAC pressed powder in NC30, here’s hoping you are bewitched by the colours and light.
This morning is golden and autumn and new; this morning has colours of copper and cobwebs of dew.
This morning was me appreciating my old but always lovely Coach tote, and then thinking ” oh that would look good in a photo with my Camilla and Marc cardi!” I got this cardi from ebay (yes I’m one of those determined bargain hunting fashionistas!) for $15… It was originally $389 so I’m allowed a little smugness, right?!
Styled on a ladybird coat hook, I bring you a golden morning, old but new, of golden hue.
It’s been 24 days on the HCG weight management plan, and I have lost 8 kg. Today was the first day I was allowed to eat more than 500 calories of carefully controlled meat and veg, no dairy, no fats. I went out to brekky with my friend to celebrate food!! I ordered the corn fritters with poached egg and avocado salsa:
It tasted like freedom!!
Okay, sure, my stomach wasn’t too enthused about all this new variety after three weeks of cabbage and chicken, but a tea settled it sufficiently for my joy to continue undimmed. I have also had a fresh orange juice and that also was a wonderful experience. Funny isn’t it, how food is so much more enjoyable and more of an experience after deprivation for a little while? Delayed gratification is NOT something I’m normally good at, and I think that’s why I’m so proud of myself not for cheating, and for sticking short term out for long term gain.
The danger with this next 3 week period is that I enjoy myself so much that I eat too much of a good thing! It’s 21 days of no sugars or starches (so my first meal of fritters and juice probably negated that.. Oops!) and staying within 1 kg of the weight set at the conclusion of the plan ( in my case 67.2 kg). If I go over even for one day then I have to do a “steak day” which is basically water all day and a steak and apple for dinner. Whoo. So I’m going to be a good girl because I hate not eating!! This phase is designed to accustom the body to the new conditions while stabilising the weight. It’s also about working out the body’s sensitivities, what it can tolerate and what it doesn’t like, and what foods dispose it to weight gain.
I’m proud of progress made, determined to stay within a kg of it, and post- program looking forward to maintaining health and stay a healthy weight.
Anthem for Doomed Youth
BY WILFRED OWEN
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,—
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.
What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of good-byes.
The pallor of girls’ brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
Source: The Complete Poems and Fragments of Wilfred Owen (1984)
This being Anzac Day, my little sister and I made Anzac biscuits with a recipe from taste.com… These were just right, crunchy on the outside and chewy on the inside. They were also nicely browned which apparently is quite important to me… Pallid Anzac biscuits just don’t seem right!
Its obviously a day of reflection on sacrifice. I know it’s Australia’s day of commemoration but I do think of all the war dead; so much death; so much pain. But then, so much won.
I studied the poem “Anthem for Doomed Youth” in my undergrad degree, and today it’s haunting me, and haunting today. My grandfather fought in WWII and I still have his Australian Corps hat badge carefully tucked away…today I think of his quiet, gentle voice and his laugh and the way he never talked about the war, and I think about passing bells for those who died as cattle in all the wars. Lest we forget.
We Bellhops have a tendency to travel with our stomachs, and often go to destinations solely for their good food, unique ingredients, and wild recipes. Today, we are sharing with our fellow travelers some of the best traditional dishes from around the world. Prepare your stomach for growling…
Curry Mee — Malaysia
Made with thin “mee-hoon” noodles made of rice, the spicy broth includes coconut milk and chili or Sambol. Optional ingredients can include tofu, prawns, cuttlefish, mint leaves, and whatever fresh vegetables you like on top. Our favorite is mushrooms and chives.
Pastitsio — Greece
This dish is by-far our favorite on the list, because it is just a good comfort food that has endured over the ages. A bottom layer of tube pasta (like rigatoni) with ground beef or lamb on top of that makes the bottom. On top of that, goes tomatoes, cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice. Pour…