There has been an unusually-frequent level of eating out over the last few days.
On Boxing Day, Don and I went for lunch to our new favourite local pub:
Lunch was so filling that we were compelled to have a minimalist dinner. We busted out Felicity Cloake’s highly unattractive, but highly delicious welsh rarebit. First time we’ve used her recipe – definitely won’t be the last.
And we actually remembered that it was our wedding anniversary before it happened (though we did have to check how many years it had been – seven, for the record).
We ate at feijai in Potts Point – which was really excellent, brilliant flavours, super-simple, super-fresh – definitely would return.
We were in the neighbourhood because we had to drop in briefly to drinks at a colleague of Don’s – which was the second last social obligation of the year. The last is social drinks/lunch with my inner-westie SML colleagues tomorrow – then I can totally hibernate / get my recluse on until I go back to work.
Last night the family (sans Joan and Ajax – who are holidaying in South Australia) headed out for a joint Don/Bessie birthday celebration – to Public House Petersham again. Very good food, a fab beer selection, the wine comes straight from a barrel(!), friendly atmosphere and there’s a really very nice courtyard.
The next weeks will be full-to-the-brim of home-cooking, lest we forget how to make our own food. Indeed, at this very moment, I’m cooking a Complicated Curry.
And what post would be complete without some gratuitous shots of the ladies:
(genuine) chair – $10 – best bargain ever
so skinny under all that fur