Fancy pants getaway take 2…

I know… I know… I was meant to include the second half of our mid-week getaway over a week ago but I tell ya I got super busy last week… no nights at home 😦 but I guess that’s the nature of the job I love… SO.. Where was I? Oooh yes! The High Tea! Absolutely delightful, I think being in a super vintage and massive winged chair in an old style Hotel Lobby while reading Jane Austen made it much more of an experience… not to mention the dainty cakes and the SILVER service… ie. being waited on hand and foot by a white and black professionally clad waitress…

Not to mention the dainty little cakes and sandwhiches…

It was a well earned treat considering all the hard work we’d been doing lazy by the pool all morning with these delicious hunks of smoothie love…

The next day we did the token touristy site seeing… traveled around the magnificent Blue Mountains… across a startlingly deep gorge and down a frighteningly steep mountainside in a dodgy looking train contraption… This was… of course… followed by a relaxing massage and a final stop at our favourite little cafe for a pistachio biscotti and a dark chocolate and pistachio brownie…

Bliss…

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Mid-week Fancy Pants Getaway…

There are certain times in ones life when… regardless of the financial situation.. a splurge is absolutely necessary… Last week just happened to be one such time… what better excuse to spend a lot of money and have a lot of fun than your very first wedding anniversary! Wow… typing it makes it feel so much more real… I’ve only been married for a year! It feels like a life time… not in a a bad way of course…

I think you just get so comfortable together that it can feel like you’ve been married for ever… it’s nice… so that is my excuse for not having a specifically food related blog this week… though we did eat some FANTASTIC food… the first evening Adrian took me to Darley’s Restaurant… the two hat restaurant that is a part of the whole Lilianfels area where we stayed in the Blue Mountains… and I tell you… it was magical… unfortunately I’m a little to shy to prance into a fancy restaurant with a big beefy camera and flash snaps of everything but if you’re super keen google the restaurant and you will understand the quality of the food… the next morning we found a quirky little cafe in the main st of Katoomba…

You know I struggle to remember the name of the cafe but I remember we chose it because they had fair trade coffee… aren’t we just so trendy and eco friendly? I think it also helped that they had a delicious breakfast menu… one of which was a “couples” brung… which seemed fitting considering the occassion… this my friends was possibly… dare I say it… the BEST brunch I have EVER eaten… Now, just a little background information… if you know me, you will know that I am quite a fan of the meal called breakfast (just a note: there is no such thing as brunch, its a crock, breakfast can and should be eaten at any time of the day!) so i have had my fair share of breakfasts… be it 8am or 8pm I am always willing to scoff a delicious breakfast and I tell you this was delicious… bircher muesli with stewed rhubarb, scrambled eggs, roasted tomato, mushrooms, pancakes with banana, grilled sourdough with ricotta and a berry compote… I am salivating just typing about it… but breakfast aside there was another highlight to the mid-week getaway…

any guesses? isn’t it lovely… I hope I have piqued your interest because you will have to wait till tomorrow for the rest of our adventure…

better add the token tourist photo…

Happy Splurging!

Brunchtime!

Nothing says Sunday morning in the Pastor Peterson household better than a nice greasy fry up… possibly the only reason to get out of bed on a lazy Sunday morning…

For some reason (lucky me) the men in my life have taken it upon themselves to become artisans of the Sunday brunch.. My father has managed to hone this skill into a well oiled Sunday brunch machine… single handedly (not joking) poaching eggs, brewing coffees, frying spinach, sauteing mushrooms, roasting tomatoes and toasting crusty bread, coordinating each element with the finest precision.. producing quite a tasty bunch of brunch..

But… now that I have my own little house with my own little kitchen… I started to miss my well oiled brunch making machine… Luckily, my daring husband took up the reigns and decided that he would carry on this brunchy tradition…

Just cleaning up the plate there... what a stud.

AND he did this knowing full well he was up against some tough competition! (what can I say, my Dad makes a mean brunch). He has this incredible ability to make these yummy slices of fried potatoes that are so crisp and soft and potatoey and delicious! So I thought I’d share with you a little family tradition that has become my favourite meal of the week… nothing like brunch with the boys you love!

Isn’t food such a fun way to make traditions? Do you have any food traditions? I’d love to hear them!

Happy Brunching!