Archive for February, 2011

Over the weekend I celebrated another ‘closer to 30 than 20′ birthday. To mark the occasion, The Brooding Architect and I held an afternoon picnic along the banks of the Yarra River with a lovely group of old and some very new friends (special mention to the newest of them all – The Tall Professor). {more}

After a few weekends chained to the drawing board, The Brooding Architect finally had an entire office-free weekend.  To celebrate his new found freedom,  we took a leisurely stroll down to the Rathdowne Street in North Carlton in search of a new breakfast haunt.  Since my new Melissa sandals were starting to rub (somehow, I don’t think {more}

The Brooding Architect has been ridiculously busy at work over the past few weeks, with lots of weekends and late nights. However, unlike many law firms (you all know the main offenders), architectural practices expect you to have a life and as such don’t have  ‘after hours meals policies’. My solution was to make The {more}

Just a quick post to share some exciting news with you all – The Brooding Architect and I are off to France! Two dear friends – The Chic Dentist and The Australian in Paris – are getting married in a “restored aristocratic mansion” in Paris (doesn’t it sound gloriously romantic) and we were lucky enough to {more}

I am not usually an early adopter when it comes to food. Out of convenience (some may call it laziness), I tend to stick to my tried and tested favourites. Macarons have been the new black ever since Adriano Zumbo made that Macaron Tower on ‘Masterchef’ last year. However, despite my best efforts, I have {more}

I went down to the Disney Exhibition at ACMI last weekend. As a child who was raised by Disney – largely by pirated video tapes my parents bought while we were living in Malaysia in the early 90s  – it was pure heaven. Some of my happiest childhood memories involve Queensland summer storms, The Little {more}

The purpose of my (second) most recent* trip to Cumulus Inc was to meet up with a good friend from my uni days, The Weekend Farmer. By day The Weekend Farmer is a high-flying construction lawyer, who seems to spend the bulk of his time in airport lounges and on flights en route to exotic {more}