So what was so great about this particular marmalade? - large identifiable chunks of orange skin set in a rich jelly like syrup. You won't find this in the shops; it was made on the premises by the owner who comes from Israel. It's a secret recipe but I could pick a hint of Rosewater in the syrup. Currently I'm reading a book that makes several references to the foods of the east - pommegranates, dates, apricots used in both sweet and savoury dishes. Rosewater and Soda Bread by Marsha Mehran (recipes included) tells the story of three Iranian sisters who open a cafe in a quaint Irish town. Ironically I was born in Ireland yet have always felt a real affinity with all things that have a connection to the old Spice Route. No wonder then that I'm becoming a modern day Marco Polo in my choice of pending and future travel destinations.
Down to earth with things for little people - there's a business in Bondi Junction that captures a baby's hands and /or feet for posterity. The baby equivalent of the Hollywood Boulevard's Walk of Fame. What fun to surprise a Godson on his 21st birthday with a mould of his once tiny fingers and toes.
Ten tiny toes
Just down Oxford Street, on the corner of Leswell Street, the Sydney Wedding Registry has opened a 'viewing' and 'list' store. Takes the angst out of what to buy
for a wedding present. At least you know you're safe if the bride and groom have
already given it their tick of approval.
Sydney Wedding Registry
Politics is all in the timing - across to the Stanton Library in North Sydney to hear the political commentator, Annabelle Crabb discuss her new book. Rise of the Ruddbot: Observations from the Gallery, a collection of writings from the last few years. Crabbe was satiracally underwhelming, a diluted version of her usual self. Politically expedient, she took no prisoners. If I want to know what's in the book I'll have to buy it and read it.
Stanton Library from the outside looking in
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