April 2017

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I have three words for you: Italian. Yum. Cha.

The aptly named Mezzanino is on the mezzanine floor, the top floor of what used to be Fratelli Fresh. Wow, what they’ve done with this place. Crammed it with so many little stalls and so much food goodness: it’s really fun. You could just shop here, for the rest of your life.

Now, I don’t know who came up with the idea of Italian Yum Cha but it’s obviously marketing genius. I’d heard about them before coming here. Other friends I’ve mentioned to have heard about them too. In reality, what it translates to is the sleakest yum cha cart you’ve ever seen (marble!) with the day’s selection of yummy small plates. Some of them, you can grab


When I read the AIDS Memorial on Instagram, which I do regularly, I find it is my way of remembering those people who might otherwise be forgotten, I tend to skip over the girl's stories. I guess that is sexist.

Where did the music in my life go? Our lives are full of music. Music gets us through the tough

I recently posted that I had been given the opportunity to challenge myself and push my boundaries with an upcoming photo shoot with David, a model I photographed a few months back. David is not a shy guy, having done some porn in the past. As you can see he has a stunning body and gorgeous face.

I have also been asked to submit some photos to a new art e-magazine that a friend is creating and that magazine is not putting any limits on the nature of the content. While aiming to feature painting, photography, writing and drawing the work can be as explicit as the artist wishes. So I had an idea for the project and a model lined up who was willing but he has now changed his mind about going frontal.

That’s where David comes in. In a week and a half David and I will embark on the challenge of creating some erotic images that are still beautiful and creative. I’m hoping that I can achieve that without being distracted by the fact that there


So, I’ve been meaning to get to the Tramsheds for a while, even though I had no idea where it was or what it really looked like. What a cool space. Chock-full of tempting restaurants and apparently, as my expert friend informs me, a good grocery and liquor shop.

So, hoppers. Yum. Basically. We split a traditional string hopper with chicken. I loved the texture of the noodles. The chicken was perfect and crispy. And the dahl for dipping the hopper into was delicious. And the coconut sambal. Wow, that is divine.

We also split a fish curry hopper, with the more light, crispy pancake-like hopper. The flavours were sensational, and everything tasted very delicate, the light hopper, the sambal, the fish. It was delicious.

I really don't know why I am telling you this, but I am a folder. The age old question. 

Something came up about it the other day at dinner - I know, pooh talk at the table - and everyone present gave their answer, as people tend to do. I gave my answer with my customary chuckle to myself and said nothing more.

However, I am a folder of OCD proportions. The only person who really knows this, is my ex-boyfriend Mark. Sam is not one to share a toilet when the act that necessitates folding is involved. But, Mark and I were much more free about such things. In fact, back in the day when I shared my house with my best friends, we were all much more free with such things. I remember once, when my mate Fergus came into the bathroom when I was taking a dump, he caught me sitting there with a cup of tea in one hand and a joint in the other. He found it so amusing that the next thing the whole household was standing at the open door making comment on ...