March 27, 2010

I have to admit I have been a little overwhelmed and haven’t concentrated on the culinary aspect of this trip. We just stumble upon something and if we are hungry or thirsty, we make it happen. Today we went to the Fish Market (a big fat fail, it was nothing like the one in Tokyo) and after a disappointing “no-raw-fish-for-breakfast” we went to The Rocks and found a little French cafe called  La Renaissance Patisserie, complete with angry bitchy French women running it. They are known for their cakes and we can just start our day right off the bat with a LTP award going to the Passion De Pierre! I never realized that I loved passion fruit so much… but today I learned that the yummy gooey stuff on the top of this dessert was in fact passion fruit sauce. The first time I ever had this in my mouth was in Dubai and the second time was back in November at the Food and Wine Festival where Chris and I were licking plates. Ironically I called the sauce from November a caramel pomegranate sauce and if I had to go back in time and make that same assessment again, it would be passion fruit. What an amazingly sophisticated palate I have, huh? oh well… please remember that I am learning how to live.

It was so adorable I almost didn’t want to eat it.

This is so creepy I don’t even know what to say.

Kanagaroo jerky, of course.

I lost count of how many pictures I have of the Opera House. I have every single inch of her covered, I almost feel like I am violating her. Just wait til Ayers Rock in a few days, though. Every single angle in every single lighting situation.

All morning we kept running into and trying to stay out of the way of these crazy people. They were in a relay race/scavenger hunt type thing called City Chase and were in a mad dash to complete a bunch of tasks. I wanted to ask them what they were doing but most of them were in a frantic hurry and I certainly didn’t want to be responsible for making them lose. Ann Marie and I keep talking about signing up for Amazing Race. I really need to check into that now that I have some free time.

After hitting up every open air market in the Greater Sydney area and Pete was bored to tears of shopping we headed over to Bondi Beach, the most famous beach in all of Sydney.

Dogs were running around playing and this one in particular looked almost identical to Pete and Ann Marie’s old dog Chelsea. I think they are very close to getting another one soon (Although they claim that I am close too. (I love dogs, but clearly a dog is not conducive to my lifestyle at this moment.)

For some odd reason there was a splotch of hot pink paint on this rock that 818 noticed. It’s almost as if the monkey took a shit on the rock.

This never gets old. I laugh every time I take one of these.

Umm nice hair, Laura.

and my favorite photo of the day…

And this is Peter Travis, inventor of the Speedo! He was so excited to talk to us and tell us about the Speedo and how he invented it… 83 years old and the guy is full of energy!

After sightseeing all day we went to Prime for a lovely steak dinner. No photos. I am tired. Good night.