A winter lunch • 06.21.08
It has taken me a while to get used to cold weather in June. Growing up, June meant summer holidays, swimming pools and corn on the cob. Moving to Australia meant adjusting my expectations of June. Instead we’ve had grey skies, fleece blankets and hot chocolate for the last few weeks.
However, winter in Australia isn’t really winter. I’ve lived in Syracuse, NY. THAT is winter. And days like today make Australia’s version of winter seem tame, even a bit lame. Observe, our mid-winter lunch today:
That’s a dozen oysters and some really good fries. Andy had a beer. I had some sparkling wine.
We were at the Cruising Yacht Club of Australia, in Rushcutters Bay (which also happens to be where Andy proposed- in the park, not in the club.) The sun was out, there was literally not a cloud in the sky and it was warm enough to wear short sleeves. It was beautiful. I love this country.
