I made my first cardigan in blue, hence the name Blue Shalom. The pattern is very popular on Ravelry, and not too hard for a semi-beginner like me, though the twisted rib stitch yoke (that's the shoulder area for non-knitters) nearly drove me around the bend. After wet blocking the cardi was rather log (draping over my derriere), but that's ok for me. I even found a good button in my button jar for the single button closure.
Hello again, it’s Bridie Beagle here, to talk about my favourite subject – food. My parents say that I’m obsessed with food. Well, they’re completely right. I live, and more importantly, breathe food. Breathe, because my breed are gifted with a wonderful sense of smell. That’s why my kin work as food detection dogs at the airport.
Meanwhile, I’m a lady of leisure, but I’m not leisurely when food is around. I get excited and possessive. Like in this instance, when I have my eye on the remnants of some cookies that Mummy made.
My parents say that I become Ms. Jekyll around food, when I am usually Lady Hyde. I say it’s because they never ever give me enough. A lady needs more than just one cup of dry food a day when there are soo many wonderful things to eat out there. I must admit they do give me the odd treat (toast crusts, yoghurt containers, bones, fat, to name a few things), but I want to eat all the time.
“You can’t eat all the time,” they say, “You’ll get really fat and sick.”
They must be wrong though, as I’ve never been sick from eating too much, not even when I ate a whole round of brie and a block of cheddar in one sitting. Besides, isn’t it rude to call someone fat? I have and will always be shapely, but unlike some humans, I love my curves.
We finished dinner with a tiramisu. This is really a dessert for coffee lovers – there was more espresso in there than booze, I think! And the orange zest gave a nice zing to the dessert. It also wasn’t too rich, so a nice way to end our meal.
I must say we were impressed with the service. The wait staff were welcoming and amazingly efficient, even with a full restaurant. We may return to sample more of the mains.
We decided to have pasta for main. Hubby predictably chose turbo fusilli arrabiatta, and really enjoyed it as it was hot. Well, it would be with Scotch Bonnet chillis in it.
Meanwhile, I chose mushroom panzerotti. The half-moon raviolis were filled with brown cap and porcini mushrooms and ricotta, making the dish a lovely, rich treat.
We went to Jamie’s Italian for my birthday. Having heard that the place gets busy very quickly, we decided to head there straight after work – in our case, we arrived at 5.15pm and was able to be seated straight away.
I like Jamie Oliver’s cooking style, and was curious about the food in his restaurant. If it was anything like his cooking shows, then it would be well-cooked, down-to-earth food.
We started with a few nibblies. The first was Italian-style nachos, which happened to be deep-fried raviolis with a smoky cheese filling, accompanied by an arrabiatta salsa. The salsa certainly made this starter, as it was otherwise chips and dip.
We also had arrancine – breaded and deep-fried balls of risotto, which was oozing with flavour, and topped with parmesan and served with a tomato sauce.
Bread and the arrancine might have come free when the restaurant first opened, but there were no freebies when we visited. Nevertheless, we did enjoy our entrees.
We finish the series with an unusual grevillea – unusual because it is a ground cover, crawling grevillea.
Lovely shade of burgundy, though.
Watching a grevillea blossom is fascinating. This one is half way there. See how the stamens emerge from beneath the petals?
This one is a varigated species. It starts off a soft shade of pink which shifts to gold.
These firey grevilleas are growing by the front fence.
They glow even in the shade.
The roses were just beginning to bloom.
But it is our grevillea collection that I really want to show you.
Static and Silence 