The pleasures of a surfing town. In Coolangatta on the Gold Coast, the diamonds are scattered out to sea.
Lake Mungo and the Walls of China. An exotic, ineffable landscape of prehistory: here was Mungo Man, here was Mungo Lady. The endless plains of Mallee scrub. The glistening banks of the Darling. It called; we drove.
We went for a little walk up in the gardens of the Dandenongs, driving through the cool air of Sassafras and its pretty tourist strip into Olinda. We stopped at Cloudehill, a remarkable formal garden created by Jeremy Francis, celebrating its 20th year (though its history goes back to the 1890s). Adult entry $7.50. When […]
Observations and not some haiku from the streets of Paris Classique, adjectif Sens 1, Qui fait autorité, qui est considéré comme un modèle. Anglais (auteur) classical author, (oeuvre) classic. 5.1 Steak-frites According to Anthony Bourdain: “It was onglet, and I was immediately struck by its ropy, not-too-tender but not-too-tough texture and its strong, almost kidneyish flavor.” […]
Just a teaser for upcoming food posts. So many unnecessary calories, so little time. This is totally froggy boeuf bourguignon. (But not as Julia Child has recipe’d it; at least it never turned out like this.) It was ace.
Observations and not very high ku from the streets of Paris 4.1 Le metro, verse notes for previous post Hausmann, Madeleine, Concorde, Assemblée Nationale, Rue du Bac. Voulez-vous? Saint Germain des-Pres, Odeon, Notre Dame, Hotel de Ville, Rambuteau. Qu’est-ce que c’est? Sont des mots qui vont tres bien ensemble, Tres bien ensemble. + + + As I enjoy […]
Observations and not very high ku from the streets of Paris 4. Le metro There’s something always a bit futuristic about le metro in Paris. It’s no more efficient than, say, Singapore’s or Hong Kong’s or Tokyo’s, but it has a style, a je ne sais quoi. It reminds me of that 31 year old […]
Observations and not very high ku from the streets of Paris 3. Dans les rues de Paris 3.1) I love Paris . . . in sub-zero Ah, the opposite of tropics: snow flaking like dessicated coconut. Constant Gardener and I were scurrying to the Galeries Lafeyette to do a spot of shopping, when we started […]