So I umm-ed and ahh-ed and generally drove my loved ones crazy trying to find The Perfect Venue for the Berries’ birthday. A spot that was pretty, with parking, that we could reserve, etc etc. And then it rained, biblically, and everyone squeezed into the not-so-big-when-it’s-full-of-kids-big-new-house. I guess they gave it a pretty good christening… Needless to say I won’t be throwing a kids party this big ever again! So, dear reader, please humour me by imagining all my little crafty fancies hung from the delightfully gnarled and ancient branches of morton bay fig trees, with the afternoon sun glinting and dappling each shiny thing, and happy children frolicking, instead of this grey old inside day.
Bloody hell who pressed the fast forward button. So it’s coming up to that time. That holy-shit-where’d-my-baby-go time. Bring it on. We’re doing a double headed birthday while we still can, in fact the Big Berry managed to make it seem like her own idea. Winning. So speaking of winning, I’m going a sparkly, gold-plated, gem-encrusted theme. A pair of gems, that’s what we got :)
So, the lastest episode of “I rememeber when this used to be blah blah before they changed it and made it shit”. EXCEPT! This time it’s actually been made bloody marvellous. Prince Alfred Pool used to be a dive, and not in that springboard kinda way. I spent many a hungover Sunday sucking on a Frosty Fruit and soaking up some sunshine, semi-catatonic by the poolside when it was my local. However while I’m feeling quite worse for wear in the way only parenthood can manage, the pool has been reinvorgorated in a major way, and there’s a rocking little cafe attached called, sweetly, Meadow.
What you really want to know about Meadow, is that while sipping your trendy acai smoothie out of a mason jar (yawn), you overlook this baby:
It’s a perfect little playground within yelling distance and it makes socialising with kids not death. These two connoisseurs gave it the thumbs up…
Since it’s connected to the pool, it’s open proper early, plus rumour has it there’s free entry to the pool for the next little while. Get your skates on. Frosty Fruits not included…
Prince Alfred Park
Chalmers St Surry Hills
So this baby’s got one hell of an appetite. Since I’m not that keen on spending five or six hours a day trapped on the couch, I’m taking fenugreek, which is supposed to increase milk supply. Of course you can buy it in capsules online, but Mr B prefers to roll like this:
Bought in a giant bulk pack from the always-reliable Fiji Market (great post and beautiful pics from heneedsfood here)
Mixed with yogurt and dumped on a peach. Or sometimes a fig. My gourmet galactagogue…
Have you ever yearned to redecorate your parents’ place? Or is it just me? There are those lovely investment pieces you could never afford, plus the gems of the past (in my parents’ case, the late 70’s and early 80’s seems to be when the wheels fell off), and those nostalgic bits from your childhood, just languishing under piles of horrific, accumulated junk.
OK it’s probably just me.
So we’re staying at my folks’ house while we do our bit of renovating. Conveniently they’re away on holidays for six weeks. And while the cats are away, this mouse went to the Kas warehouse.
I just threw in the available inserts so the leather ones are a bit lacklustre and the blue a chubby but you get the drift. I saved one precious veteran, a cream tasselled number, and mum’s ubiquitous shawl. And the price for this bounty – two european-sized best-quality suede box cushions (they still smell like piggy), two lovely navy chenille numbers and the linen with woven print?
I suppose you want me to tell you where this joint is, right? So you can steal away all my bargains? Considering how much stock they seem to hold, I guess I could let you in on the secret. It’s 78 O’Riordan Street Alexandria. You can pop into The Grounds after and spend your savings.
Three months ago, friends of ours packed their bags, scooped up their two kids, and skedaddled off to Paris for a house swap. You can read about their adventures here. Of course for them, it felt like a moment, for me an eternity, so I was very eager to welcome them back home. A low-key visit to the local park meant a few kid-friendly snacks were in order.
Apple crumble muffins, just this basic muffin recipe with grated apple, lots of cinnamon and some crumble topping. And some little sambos with one of The Berry’s favourite fillings de jour – white been puree, just a can of cannellini beans whizzed with salt, lemon, olive oil and herbs.
I think this little guy was impressed:
And I know a certain little girl was very happy to have her playmate back…
When the rain started falling, we all dashed home, with no cleaning up and none of those awkward hostessy moments. It really is the easiest way to catch up with kidified friends. Do you socialise round the jungle gym? To coffee at the swing set? What’s you favourite place to socialise with kids in tow?