p is for passion fruit

April 21, 2012

Passion fruit might end its life old and wrinkled but that is where any negative comments stop. It’s one of my favourite fruits and always brings back good childhood memories of me sitting on the shed step eating then straight off the vine.

I was delighted to see some at my farmers market and although they are not cheap, I could not resist buying some. They get placed in the fruitbowl in all their matt purple-black rounded splendour and if I have exercised considerable self-control there is usually a couple still in the bowl at week’s end.

By this stage they’ve shrunk and are somewhat shrivelled but inside is two spoonfuls of yummy-ness. Natural yoghurt and passionfruit is my favourite treat at the moment. I don’t know how long the season is so I will make the most of them while I can buy them.


dining alone

November 23, 2011

I’ve now got a new routine on Sundays — I have to disappear for an hour so my agent can run the open home. But what to do instead? Shopping is off limits. Everything new I buy increases the cubic square metre volume of what is being shipped to Aussie. The higher the volume, the higher the cost.

So the alternative is lunch and last week I plucked up the courage and dined alone. Yip, I took myself off to my favourite cheap n cheerful Malaysian restaurant. After initially thinking people would stare at me ‘cos I was sitting alone, they didn’t. Infact noone seemed to care at all and I was not the only single diner there.

It gave me some head space to sit back and muse about the past couple of months. It has certainly been a roller coaster journey and it’s not over yet. So I shall keep trucking on and cross everything for a pre-Christmas house sale.


dining japanese style

November 2, 2011

There is something about Japanese cuisine that’s so much more appealing than western style dining. A and I had dinner the other night but me being a total novice left the ordering decisions to him. The only proviso was no red meat.

The way in which the food was presented was in direct contrast to what I am used to. Usually we just get one plate with all the food on it and are left to eat it. Not so the other night and every dish ordered, including my request for hot chilli tofu was amazing. It took two hours to eat our dinner and I got to savour every morsel. The dishes did not arrive at the same time so there was plenty of time to talk and drink our wine between each new offering. I got to enjoy the food using all the senses; not just taste but the texture, smell and presentation as well. It all combined into a memorable dining experience.

What was even more interesting was that I ate considerably less than I usually would if presented with a western-style meal. I didn’t leave the restaurant over-full nor did I question my decision to have dessert. Mmmm… dessert by the way was green tea icecream with a small pancake that looked like a fish. Simple but really yummy.