Jetty Cafe, Toronto

Last time I was up in Newcastle, Lake Macquarie council were doing something on the Toronto foreshore to the old toilet/change block at the lake baths. Seems it’s a new little cafe – selling coffees, light lunches like wraps, and hamburgers and fish and chips (of course!)
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Morning Coffee

Struggled this morning, got out of bed, showered, and decided on purple tights

Thought they would help me with the sprngy feeling.

Made it to Uni, am now the only person at Degree cafe, have eaten my raisin toast, and am now working my way through the coffee. They don’t charge extra for soy here. Awesome.

I think I had enough dairy for the week, has youghurt a few days, cheese last night. And I think that’s all I can have now until my insides reset themselves for the new week. *beep* Another week, I hope where I will be pleased with my gym efforts, reading, and stickingability to trying to eat healthy (I just need to avoid Summer Rolls… too much sugar and the chocolate is so not my friend)

A Twist at Honeysuckle

Friday night last week, a few friends and I headed into Honeysuckle (Newcastle) for the “Livesites” thing the council were putting on. This basically involved fire, music, belly dancers and us finding a place to eat!

This was a chance for me to gloat about not freezing because I’ve got cold Canberra blood now, and to wear a new pair of heels I picked up in the sales. A little bit teetery, but they look good!

Jess had booked us in to ‘Twist’ cafe, which, like Depot, had clipboards for their yummy menu

Started with breads.

I ordered a salad with roast pumpkin, halloumi and yumminess. I think I was in that sort of mood over the weekend!

Skimmed their desserts and cocktails, and decided to move on to Silo for our drinks and coffees. I managed to combine the two, and finished my night with an Espresso Martini. mmm. It reminded be of drinking the cold coffees in Greece last winter. And wishing I was in the summer over there instead of the Australian winter!

Depot, Darby Street

While I was in Newcastle, I went to The Depot, a new cafe on Darby St, twice for lunch. Mostly because I hadn’t been there yet, and the first time because I was by myself on Saturday and it looked like I could tuck away at a table with a magazine and eat without being disturbed… while listening to their music that strongly fell into my tastes (Goldfrapp was playing when I got there).

I had an awesome roast vegetable salad (with the usual diet coke) with pumpkin, beetroot, chick peas, pistachios and some rocket, topped with halloumi and pesto. Oh yums! :) The waiter observed that I was in a purple mood, with purple tights, purple handbag and a new purple clip. I ate in peace and read some local music magazine. Noice :p

The next day I went with Rish and his family. Aside from them not being able to do chai to save themselves (lack of brewing in milk – came out as a tea bag, separate pot of water, server of milk – only to be sent back to be brewed in the milk – so either ask for it how you like it, or hope they will learn over time) all was reported to be yummy. My latte (above) was very cute, and very drinkable :) And the toastie was yummy and warm with a nice chili/tomato jam. I was happy anyway.

Not the ‘same’ atmosphere as the Goldberg’s and the Grind on the street (with their wooden tables and chairs and French/Italian posterage), but I liked the walls and the clean industrial feel (clipboard menus are the thing I hear, I had one at dinner on Friday night, too). May or may not have been resting my head on the cork/chip board on the walls :p

Richard Wilkins vs Blueberry Cheesecake

Just back from meeting up with Karen aka Kazza the Blank One for some dessert in Civic. I had originally suggested we head to Cream (good food, coffee, service and hot waitstaff all around), however, when I showed up, there was a large private function, with lots of girls in stiletto heels and mini-dresses, and aside from me not being dressed for the occaision in my Keds and Colorado clothes, I don’t think I’d want to go in! Then there’s a hush as someone steps to the microphone. Yes, indeed, Richard Wilkins has graced little old Canberra with his presence. From what I overhear, it’s a Canberra Centre fashion do, hence the glamours walking in…

So when Karen gets there we head to Cafe Essen instead – and actually get descent (read = fast, with coffee and cake arriving at similar times) service for a change. I am so full right now! (and happy that I have met another person, IRL, even though meeting people can be a completely terrifying experience. I need more nice experiences in order to make it less scary and soo will blossom into the beautiful social butterfly that really only seems to come out after a few glasses of champagne :p)

I so don’t see myself getting up tomorrow for gym – I have work to do before heading to the school tomorrow morning (as I left a little earlier today due to being completely brain-dead by about four! but I wasn’t the only one, we were dropping like flies…), so I might just get up my regular 7am, get to work 8ish so I can have a full day of work and then gym in the afternoon. At least it’s not too busy once it gets to the hot and sweaty afternoon! And you never know, it might actually be cooler tomorrow! (or perhaps not?)