I've been shopping. A lot. Tons of it. Filling the house with necessntials. Kind of fed up with the whole shopping thing now. It's wonderful having a huge shopping strip full of every shop you can think of and every restaurant you can think of just a few tram stops down the road. It's wonderful, really. A million times better than Princes street. Shop folks are very friendly, customer service with a smile; oh how I've missed you!!
I hear a ton of "No worries." it's like the Aussie mantra. Isn't that sweet, I love it. No worries. Utopia in two words.
Went out on Monday to find the Japanese grocer I'd located on the internet only to find most shops are closed on a Monday. Went back today and Hooray! Not only open but I spent a small fortune and got all my bento basic foods and some extras too. Had a wonderful time. Loved it. I did ask if they carried bento boxes but they said no. They did once but they weren't popular so they stopped. I said I'd love to find a place like Daiso and the cashier's face went blank and then lit up with a huge smile "Daiso! Yes, great shop. You been to Japan!" I had to disappoint her by admitting I have not been, "But you know Daiso." she confirmed, as if that was enough for her to accept me.
I bought a mountain of furikake, sesame seeds, rice, miso, snacks, sweets and inari. I even got to try mochi for the first time - it was great! Weird at first but oddly it got sweeter the more I ate it. The kids loved it too which I found bizarre - red bean paste in a gooey rice ball? Kid food? White kid food at that? Yup, they loved it. ?Said they wanted to get that as a snack next time. I'm going to see if I can get some instant mochi flour and make my own next time. Thank goodness for Cooking With Dog because they have a how to video. I love CWD, one of my favourite YouTubers. So I shall be Japanese cooking Queen in no time.
I also got some books in the Borders sale. Cooking On A Shoestring, Small Food; snack sized bites to share with friends, Cheap and Cheerful. I've had a couple panic attacks about how fast I'm going through cash Where is it all going?! Hard enough having to think in a new currency again, always having to refer back to £ or US$ which I shouldn't even do as my US currency converter (as in, what I remember stuff costing) is 14 years out of date. But over $4 for a loaf of bread? Are you kidding me?? Fuck right off, thanks, and yet I can enough kangaroo meat to last three meals for $6. Toilet paper for two weeks costs as much as a loaf of bread...is that right? That doesn't seem right to me. That's weird. So I'm buying the cheapest bread. Perhaps when my books arrive I'll pull out the Julia Child baking cookbook I got from Doug and have a proper go at making my own breads. I've been a bit chicken about it. I don't like how the bread dough is all sticky and goops up my fingers. Yuck. Sticky is one thing, I can cope with sticky, but gloopy, gloppy and stinking of yeast? Maybe I'm not ready yet. Maybe I need a super food processor with a dough hook...yeah. Ahem.
...and a mini cleaver.
Was watching the news last night where we were shown what happens in Sydney when folks are drunk and disorderly and put into holding cells for the night, I forget what it was called as I was half listening and making dinner but at one point I heard "...and this young lady is being held for farting with her boyfriend." and I stopped cold: What was she doing?? "Fighting; she was fighting with her boyfriend, not farting with him, which is what you heard but not what he meant." Got to love it.
So, I'm getting a hang of the trams, getting used to the trains, slowly making it farther each day. The kids are loving Melbourne, even though they haven't found the holy grail of a Pokemon shop. I don't know where they got the idea that Australia, being closer to Japan than the UK, would have Pokemon superstores. Of course there are no Pokemon superstores and eventually Sassy will have to come to grips with that, but for now she's content in her fantasy.
I suppose I should get some plans in action to see some cultural things. So far it's been a lot of shopping and a few days in Ikea.
Oh, have I mentioned how much I love my new bed? It's heavily. It's delish. Husband got a wonderful, firm yet squashy bed and a latex pillow for me. I've not had one before and it's fabulous! I'll never have foam again. My hips aren't sore, that annoying numb patch on my thigh has disappeared and no more aching ribs. I had no clue most of my aches and pains were from the bed - I thought I was just getting old and it was normal - It's not! It was a piece of shit bed and was fucking crippling me. I'm now feeling wonderful. I love my bed. Sleeping normal hours again. Also, Australia seems to have similar sunrise/sunset times to New England so I'm feeling normal with seeing the sun at the right times again. I wonder if Husband will ever find the differences weird for him to get used to.
Australia already feels more like home than Scotland ever did.
Now to make friends.