Art imitating life. Or life imitating art? The top photo shows a gorgeous installation in one of the houses on Cockatoo Island. The second shows the old wallpaper in one of the bathrooms of the house. Just as photo worthy!
Saturday was spent at Cockatoo Island checking out the Biennale of Sydney. So much to see so little time. But what a setting! Cockatoo Island is a former imperial prison, industrial school, reformatory and jail. We think it may be a little eerie camping on the Island, but fun too. One of the sculptures was situated in the old guard house and there was some beautiful light upon our ferry ride back to the mainland.
Seeing these in Balmain momentarily took the focus off my hangover. The night previous involved a tasty Nepalese meal, Masterchef contestant spotting and far to many glasses of Rose.
Did make it to Adriano Zumbo's hole in the wall for some macarons and some sourdough. The macarons were from left to right, Custard crunch, Pear Pistachio and Fennel, Raspberry and Beetroot. Far more unusual and far less sweet as the specimens trialled in Melbourne. The sourdough absolutely delicious!
Returned last night after a fabulous weekend in Sydney. While the forecast was for rain rain and more rain, we were incredibly lucky and were privy to bright blue skies and sunshine! We started in Woollahra (walking past an amazing florist) for breakfast at Bill's cafe. There was no room for lunch after his delicious pancakes, which I've clearly not mastered!
This only appeared in the calendar this morning and by far it's a favourite. Because why shouldn't everything taste like bacon?
Strangely enough, many of the gifts given haven't exactly fit in the 375mL jars I've been using - which probably goes against the whole grain of the advent calendar, but eh.
Still with the travel theme, these accompanied a bigger present in the form of a travel pillow. There's a lot of train and plane travel to come.
With our upcoming overseas jaunt, these toothbrushes were the perfect advent gift. Bonus that they came in green & red. Initially a nose was turned up, but once the practicality was fully appreciated they got a full thumbs up.
There are a lot of households in our street that hang lights come December. We indeed are one of them, our lights aren't nearly as impressive as our neighbours - seen above. But we've joined in nevertheless.
As far as I'm concerned it ain't a party til there's cake.
Mum and I spent the two days prior to the party market shopping & cooking. I'd devised a savoury menu that included:
Can't have a party without drinks. Margaritas were on offer first. I made them the day before using a recipe that was based on 3 parts tequila, 1 part triple sec, 2 parts lemon/lime juice, 1 part sugar syrup, 2-3 parts ice. They were blended, decanted into plastic bottles & frozen overnight.
