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11

my desk is littered, happily, with little dishes and tea cups. three dishes and two cups now unburdened of their treats — surely they haven’t been there that many days — and the currently active set bearing tea, and a lamington and a truffle.

the lamington is not just notable for the fact that it was marked down for quick sale at woolworths yesterday; the boy came at me, brandishing the package. six for a dollar, and three whole days before they expired. they are frosted in raspberry butter cream, which seems like a bit of a luxury, no? for a dollar?

the truffle is notable for the fact that it is perhaps the best damn truffle i have ever eaten. it tastes of dark and bitter, and chocolate and cream, and it melts away on your tongue, leaving behind a rabid desire for more! more! you can avail yourself of one such truffle (or an entire bag) at la renaissance patisserie down at the rocks.

the tea is tetleys, and is best forgotten.

these little plates of sugary snacks fuel me. i am drawing again, only small drawings for small sums of money in the small amount of time i have, but it feels good to do, and i shall try to do more.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 11 September 2005 at 5:49 pm
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1

i’ve tried to write this three times in three days, and this morning — dim and rainy — i’m sitting here armed with hot chocolate and buttery brioche (and leaving little oily fingerprints on my mouse and keyboard), and i think it just might happen!

this might have been a story about great big bowls of gelato, and babies covered in chocolatey dribbles, but noontime on thursday we trundled up to a cold, dark room pretending to be a gelato shop on darling street. yes. if you wish to go to gelatissimo in balmain, make sure to get there after one, for that is when they switch the lights on and throw the door open. who do these people think they are — enforcing draconian ice-cream eating times on us!?

and so, ellaberry, arkyjoe, maevis, amber and i trundled on, further up the street, where gelato was had somewhere else. you see why this story took three days to tell; because (and i’ve just only realised it) there is no story.

i am sorry. but, hey, now you know where not to go if you feel like gelato for breakfast.

it’s just, i really wanted to show you this cookie that ella brought me:

you will note that in the drawing on the cookie bag, i have a cookie in each hand, and although there was just the one chewy, chocolatey, chunk-embedded cookie in the bag, the picture turned out to be quite prophetic, because you left your cookie behind, amber, and i ate it too.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 11 September 2005 at 8:55 am
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9

some nights what you want to do is sit, legs up, lengthways on the couch, reading “vogue”. eating an ice cream sundae. see? it’s even a suitably gaunt ice cream sundae. (i’ve actually only done this the once, last week, but it was so pleasant i will do it again.)

[ in response to your question from the other month, hikaru-san, i don’t subscribe to any magazines — call it a lack of faith: maybe next month will suck — but if someone were to bestow a subscription on me, “vogue” would be on the wishlist. whoulda thunk? and then would it be the US, UK or um, Australian edition? one day i will buy myself a subscription to “the new yorker”. when i was younger, i subscribed to “new internationalist”, and then younger still, the “lucasfilm fanclub newsletter”, and further way back, “stickers and stuff”. in between i was also given subscriptions to “readers digest” and “national geographic”. i know. ]

the morning after the ice cream sundae, i was cold sweating and blacking out in a photo gallery, vomiting a bottle of fizzy apple juice into a gutter, entangled in stomach cramps and dizziness, and seeing through the weekend on all of two cups of sweet black tea and three slices of buttered toast. no doubt some strain of monster flu to herald in the spring. however by sunday night i decided that the dizziness and pangs were by now actually caused by hunger, so i cooked up a pot of spag bol (but with curly fettucine. have you seen it? it’s like normal fettucine except one edge of it is ruffled! oh the mouth feel!) and staggered down the road to recovery.

is this what blogging is? i can’t quite remember. a couple weeks away becomes a month, and then another month of being without the internet as the ISP passes you on to the phone company and the phone company returns the volley… to another phone company. ch. and so a new season, and a new suburb…

…and this morning at the supermarket there was a new product, i think a cross-promotion with the willy wonka movie: bite-sized chocolate pikelets — “eat them straight out of the bag!” said the bag. i just did, and i think the people who wrote the bag were being optimistic. the pikelets were chocolatey, but somewhat flaccid, and cold. yes, i ate the second one to be sure, and then the third because hey, they had grown on me. the thing is, don’t eat them out of the bag, but toast them lightly and then put ice cream on them, and berries, and chocolate sauce.

you see? always it comes back to the sundaes.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 6 September 2005 at 4:25 pm
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8

fueled by two slices of pumpkin sourdough toast and a cup of milky tea, i am in the throes of… throwing out magazines. again. long-time readers may recall an episode — more of a mini series really — almost a year ago, when gripped by the fervour of impending baby, i shifted a pile of old magazines as tall as myself (ok, so that’s not so tall) out of my wardrobe and into the recycling bin. at the time, i was like, what am i doing?? there’s history here!!” but of course, aside from the odd early twinge of loss of my complete collection of “juice” magazines, i haven’t longed for a single issue.

today i find myself much less traumatised as i attack a stack of “details” from the mid-to-late nineties. this was my favourite magazine from the era, and thus survived the previous cull. as i flip through them before casting them on the recycling bin pile, i am taken aback by how much i absorbed at the time. no, not just the chris heath celebrity stories or the articles addressing issues pertinent to brash young men (despite so not being a brash young man); looking at the pages now, it appears that every single design element (especially picture boxes with rounded corners sitting on coloured slabs) and typographic trick (testosteronic sans serif type forced into a slant, maybe even set on an angle!) in “details” filtered through my impressionable young brain and ended up on the pages of the magazines i was designing at the time.

i remember a reader’s letter from 1995 or 1996, saying that i should stop copying “spin” magazine, but clearly they were mistaken. i should have stopped aping “details”. in my defense, i would like to think that i inherited the practice from my predecessor… but now that both my collections of “details” and “juice” are n’more, who can really tell? well, ben. ben could probably tell.

anyway. there is no point to this story. i just wanted to remind myself that i threw out all my “details” magazines today. and found appreciative new homes for half my “new yorkers”. it’s all a lead-up to when i tell you that i’m gonna be offline for a little while: first to go overseas, and then to move house.

be seein’ ya.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 28 June 2005 at 10:14 am
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9

i found myself in campsie the other day, gaping at a shop across the main road. it was called “cake world” but somehow i managed to not go inside. sure, i eventually crossed the road and stood for some time looking through the front windows at a bizarre selection of theme cakes, including a couple that could fit the category “mmm… erotic cakes…”… but i did not actually go inside.

because already i had a banh mi pork roll in my bag — five kinds of pork by-products in the one sandwich! — and the enticing delight you see here: red bean ice sandwich. like those japanese fish-shaped red bean pancakes, except this one was korean fish-shaped wafers filled with vanilla ice cream and red bean syrup. wondrous!

the pork roll i ate sitting on the train platform. the fish ice cream sandwich was slurped up on the train, whizzing through the inner west back towards the city.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 June 2005 at 9:10 pm
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2

if you read saffron‘s much better and more indepth account of the excursion of the previous post, you would know that we ended up at lucky thai sweets and video shop, perusing the sticky, ricey, sticky ricey delights.

and then there was this:

clusters of vermicelli-thin threads of sweet potato and taro, deep fried and coated in sugar. thai people sure have a way with sweet. thinking up good names is a different matter though; these are called “crispy balls”.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 22 June 2005 at 8:55 pm
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10

i don’t suppose it would surprise you that i signed up to the friends of krispy kreme mailing list. every now and again they send me some junk email telling me about a new limited edition doughnut. this month it is the caramel crunch doughnut.

i found myself in the city again today, due to my mobile phone jumping out of my bag while we were at david jones yesterday; someone nicely handed it in at the cashier’s desk. of course had they decided to take the phone and ring up a great whopping bill, they would have discovered that i had all of $2.70 credits left. so, bah, there was no reason for me to upgrade to a shiny new phone with a colour screen and a camera. anyway, it’s not like i have a spare $500 lying around.

fortunately, this afternoon i had a spare $8.80, which is what four krispy kreme doughnuts — including a caramel crunch doughnut — cost. and suddenly there i was at the store, trying to wrestle the urban warrior pram up to the counter.

i’m not a fan of caramel, but i thought it was necessary to have one for research and documentation purposes. so. this is a yeasty doughnut filled with rather less caramel kreme than you’d hope for even if you weren’t a fan of caramel. the top is glazed with chocolate, and then sprinkled with crunchy bits. it was not as sweet as other kk doughnuts i’ve had (i usually go for the sugar glazed variety: the other three i got today were glazed sour cream, glazed devil’s food and glazed blueberry), and in fact it was a pleasant doughnut experience that i would repeat, especially with a cup of unsweetened black tea. perhaps next time i will try not to crumb all over my desk.

in short, it was rather like eating a golden gaytime, in doughnut form.

which reminds me, you can now get a tim tam cornetto, but having only seen billboards for this new product, i can only imagine that it would be somewhat less good than a tim tam, and possibly a little better than a regular cornetto. has anyone encountered one?

posted by ragingyoghurt on 2 June 2005 at 4:29 pm
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4

you know that row of thai grocery shops near central? there’s one whose name is something like “lucky sweets and video”. i was lucky to find myself there on friday afternoon.

in the refrigerated shelf by the door there are boxes upon boxes of grilled pork on rice, or curried chicken on rice, or mixed vegetables and egg on rice, or fried fish on rice, or… anything and everything on rice. it’s like a magical wall made of plastic takeaway container bricks filled with exciting tasty treats. the thing is, if you make your way past this wanton (not wonton) display and get to the counter at the opposite end of the store, there is another magical wall, and this one is maybe even more magical because the takeaway containers are filled with desserts!

it is always so hard to choose: the coconut milk jellies? the steamed semolina cake? the black sticky rice topped with custard? the white sticky rice topped with a tantalising sprinkle of crushed up dried prawns and sugar? in fact, if you cannot decide between those last two, there is a box containing both, as well as a third yellow sticky rice covered in another dried prawn-sugar mixture. this one is orange, and spicy.

and so, the triple whammy sticky rice extravaganza was mine. mine on friday, saturday, sunday, and finally, today, monday, when the last slightly chewy grains were reluctantly and joyfully devoured.

i also had to try this: a wedge of pumpkin stuffed with eggy custard. i guess it was constructed by cleaning out the seeds of the pumpkin, filling it with custard and then steaming steaming steaming until the whole thing was soft. the custard, the pumpkin flesh, the pumpkin skin — all scoopable yum.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 30 May 2005 at 7:12 pm
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12

and so the feta adventures continue. one of my favourite things to do with feta or goat cheese … (or maybe any sort of spreadable or crumbly, salty white cheese, or maybe any cheese — except blue or that maggoty sicilian stuff) is have it with bread and jam. oh that combination of sweet and salty, fruity and creamy, mmm… today’s program was brought to you by a slice of light rye and sweet-tart cherry jam.

in other food adventure news… well, there must have been some food eaten, after all it has been like, 5000 years since the last update. what stands out the most though, has been the daily lunchtime treats of vegetable puree. i have run the gamut from carrot to sweet potato to pumpkin and back to carrot. yes. the child is being “introduced to solids”, and now she probably thinks that all food is orange.

in between steaming and blending and getting it all into a very small mouth, it’s been inevitable that very small spoonfuls have made their way into my mouth too. it really is just so tasty! and it’s a bonus that i don’t have to chew.

today’s lunch of cauliflower puree (tinged orange because it got mixed in with some leftover carrot puree) was well-received by all parties, and ended with teething rusks all ’round.

well. i thought it was important i familiarise myself with these exotic new tastes and textures. (sadly this extended to a sip of the prune juice that the early childhood nurse recommended to deconstipate the child.)

posted by ragingyoghurt on 17 May 2005 at 3:11 pm
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8

oh what a bounty of new junkfood products have crossed these lips of late. you may recall the melted-butter-twisties-corn-puffs alert from several weeks ago. i found them, finally. after wrenching the packet open, i realised that they were meant to mimic melted butter flavoured popcorn. however it was like eating extremely salty packing material. tchk.

there are three new sorts of tim tams: one with a truffle cream filling (maybe a truffle creme filling), one with a chilli chocolate filling, and the one i did buy, the black forest tim tam. dark chocolate on the outside with a slightly gummy thread of “cherry” flavoured goo on the inside. feh.

there is possibly the best kettle chip ever! kettle chips are the tastiest chip to begin with, and the sour cream and sweet chilli ones really raised the chip stakes. but now that they come in wasabi and soy flavour, there is just no need to spend any more time in the chip aisle wondering which bag to get. this is a salty and tangy and crunchy chip, with a subtle wasabi effect. none of that nose-clearing, face-scrunching bravado that pepsimax sorts in sushi restaurants display, dredging their bits of fish in the little green mountains. hurrah!

there is this:

according to the text on the back of the package, the chips are “combined with your favourite chinese flavours. so you don’t have to leave home to experience the taste of your favourite chinese restaurant.” these chips were not discernably beefy (or special saucy), but they were kind of alright. the chinese fortune that i found inside said “someone called larry will call you soon”.

posted by ragingyoghurt on 17 March 2005 at 10:42 am
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