Clueless Diva

Friday
The past Friday being Mid-Autumn Festival, we decided we ought to ode to the traditional festival by getting some lanterns and mooncakes to admire the moon as we have always done in Singapore.

This time, we had the traditional xylophone-inspired candled-lanterns, candles which burns out REALLY fast, traditional brown-skinned mooncakes (no ping-bi ones in Sydney! sobs....) and iron buddha tea.

But instead of chilling out with lotsa people trying to get some lantern action as well like the way we had to in Singapore, we chilled out at a plateau top overlooking the breathe-taking views of the colourful Sydney night scene near Bondi Beach. Apparently Asians in Sydney either do not do the lantern thingy outdoors or they do not celebrate at all. It's ok, we have the whole place to ourselves.

Saturday
I spotted the SMH's organic growers' market ad on the newspapers and Chun, Ernest and I decided to sacrifice our morning sleep-in on Sat to have a look at the market. A bit like pasar marlam, but it's in the morning and all the stalls are manned by ang-mohs. Interesting to see what they are selling.

Apples, cheese (smelly!), goats meat, organic beef, freshly-squeezed OJ, flowers, honey, preserves, vegetables, etc. Interesting, esp for Singaporeans like us. We were like, hmm, buy expensive organic veg? What is the diff from normal veg tables?

In the spirit of curiosity, we decided to go organic there and tried the freshly-squeezed organic OJ, had a organic bacon and free-range egg roll and a wagyu beef sandwich. We also had lotsa samples. Some of the stuff we tried are really weird and all I can say is a taste will be just enough for me. Like goat's cheese. Woah, the smell is enuff to repel me. And coriander and almond pesto for pasta. Yuk. Weird.

Sun
The boys are feeling feisty and decided to battle it out on the tennis court. I am the designated photographer and I dun want to fight with the boys.

Chun has been playing tennis for a while and promised to trash Yue and Ernest by defending his court against the 2 of them. Brave choice!

I am just clickaty happy and sat there observing the wild shots and fustrating shouts by the boys when the balls did not go over and nearly fainted when Ernest grazed his knees.

All the pictures are faithfully uploaded by the ever hardworking husband of mine here. Before you leave, just have a look. Guarantee you happy sia. Bye.