TODAY AT THE MARKETS

I had a small pocket of time to myself today. Matty was at home with the kids and they were all fed and ready to rest after a busy morning. I packed my bag and took off by foot. Today our local markets were on and I really love to wander and eat and chat. Sometimes that can be hard to do when you are trying to navigate a pram and keep up with a five year old who is weaving quickly through the crowd, so my intention was to make the most of being solo.

Today I walked across the beach and through a stream of water connecting the lake to the beach. Barefoot and with ankle drenched jeans I found myself wandering the markets walking in the direction of my first priority. Food. I usually go for the gozleme's, they are my go-to-market food but today I went for the "porkwich". It turned out to be an equally delicious decision! Something beyond taste transfers into you when see that the people who are preparing your food are smiling and today it made me feel chatty. On my way back through the markets I enjoyed pausing my steps to savour long conversations with friends and stall holders before I quickly hop-stepped my way along the beach and through the stream of water back home to my family. 

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ONCE I WAS A KALE MODEL

Oh my goodness, I am still letting it all sink in. Yesterday my friend and I attended a food photography workshop organised by Billy Law, guest starring Luisa Brimble. It was worth every penny and the encouragement, insight and knowledge that they shared with all of us exceeded my expectations. The food was gorgeous and delicious and both Luisa and Billy were very hands on in helping all of us find the places where we needed to make camera setting adjustments and with styling. Food photography is a lovely way to get fat.

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SURPRISE, CHRISTMAS IN JULY!!

I was feeling jittery with excitement. I kept watch as we waited for them to knock on the door.

I am terrible at keeping secrets and the anticipation was making me feel faint. Bing Crosby was crooning his christmas songs as the guys tried to keep an eye on who was winning the surfing while the kids played in front of the television and us girls busied ourselves getting the food ready and setting the table. There were a couple of false knocks at the door which were enough to have me break out into a small sweat and go crazy hissing and yelling to everyone to sit at their seats at the table, and as annoying as it was, it was fantastic opportunity to perfect our surprise. The real knock was faint and unassuming and when we opened the door to them, seeing her face brighten and shy away into her hands made my eyes well up with salty drops. 

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DULL DAYS

The waters today rippled like a gigantic helicopter was about to land in the ocean. The swell was big and only for the bravehearted. The surfers had a big audience, people watching from the rocks, the cafe and the look outs dotted up above the rocks.

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WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

When I was a kid I can remember often being asked, "Where are you from?". I was a bit of a slow learner you see, and it took me until my mid-twenties to realise that when people asked me this, they weren't asking about where I lived, they were asking me about my heritage. I can remember being asked by my best friends mum if I was Sri Lanken and I cringe thinking about my eight year old response at the time, "What does that mean?". I often get claimed by all sorts of people; Indians, Maori's, Sri Lanken's, Greek's, South American's and Indigenous Australian's. Whenever this happens, I often think about how I could have been an awesome spy morphing into different people with different stories to tell, maybe in another lifetime. When this board came up at my local coffee spot my hubby very excitedly put my pin on for me, I wonder how many other people will also be pinning Papua New Guinea?

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