Welcome to Mexico City

Only 20 hours and one plane change away -now we live in Mexico City.

The trip itself was reasonably easy and everything worked just fine. Nothing unpleasant or unplanned, but it did take a considerable physical effort to move almost 60 kilos of luggage and a lively 10-year old to a place thousands of kilometres away.

And there it was Jenn, waiting for us at the end of the quest. Or at the beggining of it.

September is...

National Pie Month.

I've had some of them - from the "chicken and white wine" pie in the Paragon Hotel in Katoomba (superb) to the humble steak and kidney in Harry's Cafe de Wheels (very yum after a night on the booze)

But the good ones are few and far between - the vast majority are inedible cholesterol bombs and outright dangerous to your health.

Like those sad looking pies in the warm cupboard of your nearest pub. I went without pies for may years due to a really bad experience with one of those sneaky bastards.

A pie that is not freshly baked or that has been frozen at some stage or that comes out of a wrapper, is crap.

Awesomest car ever. Sold.

So there goes our fantastic Suzuki Swift, 2007 - we don't have enough words of encouragement to describe it, and to see it drive away is not the best of moments. But it's all for a good cause.

Great build quality, fun to drive, very solid, cheap on petrol, everything electric. A really good city car and I can reccommend it to anyone looking for a nice set of wheels.

In Gabriel's words: "the awesomest car ever" - sold to a family of the South Coast. Almost no haggling and no knocking down the price - the car sold itself in 30 minutes and the buyers are very happy with it.

Even better; now we have plane tickets for the Mexican Adventure.

Happy father's day

Today we indulged in one of Australia's rituals: Father's Day Yum Cha lunch.

I mean delicious and strange at the same time: how the celebration ended up in September is a mystery to me. And having to stand in line in front of the restaurant for 30 minutes, just to get a table, is almost a leap of faith.

At the end of the wait, there's the feast. Between steaming platters of pork buns, and seafood and vegetable dumplings, it's all good.

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There's none like this over there

I've heard there's no Yum Cha culture in Mexico City.

Asian cuisine is one of Sydney's greatest assets, and the "Yum Cha sunday" ritual is followed by all -rumours claim it to be an excellent cure for hangover, and some families even dress up for it.

Sure there will be delicacies in Mexico I've only dreamed of, but a run down palace of Yum Cha will be missed dearly.

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All that goes well ends well

So here we are - after 3 months of continuous stress and mayhem with the relocation, having scrumptious italian at Fratellis in Waterloo.
The sun shines on us and the plate of Parma Ham beckons. A glass of Chianti helps bring out the best conversationalist in us.
We're now closing a cycle. Jenn is leaving to Mexico in 3 days.

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