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and so a week goes by…

anyway. thursday, i received an email from the baker’s wife, so to speak. a girl who had googled “bourke street bakery” as you do (or, as i do from time to time to see if they finally have a website up, with pictures of chocolate tarts), found an earlier posting i made about said bakery, and being the ladyfriend of the bourke street baker, wrote to say she was pleased i like the bakery.

i was quite a little bit thrilled to get this email. it was as though a celebrity, say eric stoltz, had responded to something i had said about him without knowing he was behind me all the while, listening.

the eric stoltz story is that a friend of a friend was in new york once, in a cinema, and before the film began, one of those ads with trivia questions had the answer “eric stoltz”, which prompted a conversation between this girl and her companion, along the lines of “whatever happened to eric stoltz?”. a discussion of eric stoltz ensued, and they noticed that every now and again the guy seated behind them would laugh a quiet little laugh in response to something they had said.

do i need to to continue this story? you already know that the film kicked in, and then it was over, and as they exited the cinema, they came face to face with eric stoltz, who nodded in greeting and smiled and said “hello ladies”.

mmm… eric stoltz. oh wait! i mean, mmm… chocolate tarts.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 1 May 2005 at 11:42 am

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posted by ragingyoghurt on 9 February 2005 at 9:11 am

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well! like, a year after i really wanted to get my hair cut, i finally, just this morning, got my hair cut:

as you can see, it was looking a bit like my middle name might be “rapunzel” (“like brethren,” says the boy), and now my middle name could be “one kilo lighter hanging off that neck”.

while i’m doing a post about me, me, me, i thought i’d let you know, saffron, that a month and a bit after you first waved it in front of me, i have finally completed your quiz. phew! cheated death — painful death — once again. sorry it took so long. it's on the girl page.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 27 January 2005 at 4:30 pm

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for a larf, contrary to my usual shy and retiring demeanor, i nominated myself in the best design category at the 2004 food blog awards run by accidental hedonist. the thing is, i managed to scrape through into the final roundup — go, hand-coded transitional html!

it’s a veritable smorgasbord of tasty blogs in sixteen categories, and i think you’d find something you’d like. plus you could vote for ragingyoghurt, although i’d probably give the vote to 101cookbooks.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 December 2004 at 6:12 am

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beneath the sombre pall that descended after the lavish turkish feast that was last night’s dinner…

[ lavish turkish feast interlude ]
it was the first birthday party of the boy’s sister’s kid, a smiley half australian-half turkish boy who grabs at my glasses whenever we meet. there was a kid’s party in the park with rolled-up jam and vegemite pinwheel sandwiches (not in the same pinwheel) and avocado and shredded carrot finger sandwiches, and pass-the-parcel with a jackson five live tape soundtrack, and bubbles, oh — and kids. so many kids. and then there was a grownup party back at the house with dolmades and olives, pide with a mean beetroot dip, four kinds of shish kebab: beef; chicken; veggie, with mushroom, green capsicum, asparagus and haloumi; and seafood, with scallops with the roe on, and green capsicum. and salads, including one with green beans and broad beans in yoghurt. and a great dome-shaped pavlova sandwiched with yoghurty cream and raspberries and rose syrup and covered in sugared rose petals. yes there was.

…we awoke this morning, confused. the words, “very depressed”, were put forth by a member of this household, in a tone of voice that could not have been flatter or sadder. but the confusion was because, despite the fact that everyone i know and most people in this country whose blogs i read appear to vote for not john howard (and also not any of those loopy christian / family values / otherwise insane parties), and despite the awful campaign ads and the shouting and pointing and jutting-out lower lip and overall less-niceness of the man, and um, the stuff that’s been done in the last few years… going to war, locking up children behind barbed wire, that sort of thing… it is john howard who’ll be putting on his tracksuit and power-morning-walking his victory lap for [undisclosed period of time] to come.

how can it be?

posted by ragingyoghurt on 10 October 2004 at 12:58 pm

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um. i want one. (please?)

posted by ragingyoghurt on 20 September 2004 at 10:33 am

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i also just wanted to say that the cafe in the local shopping mall has pancakes with banana and maple syrup on the menu. except that the word “banana” has been crossed out and the word “bacon” written underneath.

that is all.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 13 August 2004 at 12:35 pm

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the mammoth task ahead of me this week, besides regular werk and meeting friends for luncheons, is culling my decade-old stash of magazines. i try and do this every few years, and it involves spending h o u r s sitting in front of the magazine shelf leafing through old spins and rolling stones and details and esquires and rayguns and bikinis, trying to decide which ones can be chucked out. remember that issue of details from 1991, with pretty young keanu all ted-like on the cover? that one is never even considered for the chuck pile. but the thing is, hardly any of the magazines seem to end up on the chuck pile. maybe, like, two.

so this is probably a really bad week to start my 30 day free dvd delivery trial; i don’t know which will be more distracting, from each other as well as other werk at hand. but you, maybe you don’t have such pressing matters as decade-old magazines to cull. if you live around these parts, you too could get free dvds for 30 days. i mean, when else is telstra gonna give you anything for free?

posted by ragingyoghurt on 6 July 2004 at 4:28 pm

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i’ve migrated to another server, which necessitated some alternative coding. which means nothing to me, only that the new pages looked crap until i changed something. um, but maybe now it looks crap to you. is the text little and grey with pink links? or is it ugly 12pt times roman, and black and blue with underlines on the links? please leave a horrified comment if it’s the latter. thank you. we apologise for any ugliness.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 1 July 2004 at 9:25 am

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if yer walking through the scrum that is the underground passageway between town hall station and the queen victoria building (and beyond), and you inadvertantly look backward towards the space beneath the escalators that used to be a flower shop, you will be surprised (or not, seeing as this has been the current growth sector of the small portable food industry for the last couple of years, following sushi roll holes-in-the-walls and those goddamn city convenience stores) to find that it has become a gelato stand called, i think, “mondo”.

it’s one of those places where the gelato is piled high above the stainless steel tubs, with specimens of the raw product that is the main flavour base perched on the crest. in the front corner of the glass case is a milky white mountain studded through with red. it looks like alpine springtime, snow thinning to reveal new blossoms beneath. this is the flavour: white chocolate and raspberry. i want some.

i should be blogging more regularly, no? maybe you really want to know about the leftover fish congee that i had for dinner last night while watching last week’s “ER” on videotape, or the picnic embarked on, solo, last friday at cremorne point (cheese and tomato with seeded mustard and mayonnaise sandwich, a mandarin and two spicy fruit roll biscuits, on a rock, under a tree, watching the spirit of tasmania sail into the harbour).

you might think that being in the family way, as i am, would result in adventures in more and better eating, what with the crazy food cravings and the eating for two and all, but it’s all been very normal: no weird food has been desired, no extra portions dished out. i can’t even provide pitiful stories of throwing up and having to eat nothing but dry crackers and flat gingerbeer. i could blog about pregnancy in general, but really, everything is so… normal, and other people do it so well already.

slowly, though, i’m outgrowing all my clothes, and the speed at which my intestines fill up with gas is most alarming. a bit past halfway, if there’s one effect on good eating that being knocked up has had, it’s that i can’t fit as much food in my stomach at one go as i once could. here is last night’s conversation with my sister:

nellie: how’s the baboo?
bowb: good. umm. it’s growing. it’s taking up too much space in my belly.
nellie: hah! no space for food!
bowb: yah!
nellie: heh! resentful…

lordy, is that the time? i must go make some mushrooms on toast.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 30 June 2004 at 11:48 am

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