Casa del Mir
Sunday afternoon. We took a drive over to Cremorne to visit Mir who was throwing a little lunch gathering. I thought it was going to be a few crustless sandwiches over a well mannered napkin, so I had breakfast beforehand. BIG mistake. Nevermind wishing I had bought a bunch of flowers : I wish I had brought an empty stomach! Once we had negotiated the insane three tiered security system of Mir’s apartment block, we arrived at an open door with the sound of a Dyson punishing the carpet, and discovered that an almost-three course meal was in the works. A bowl of tomato bread soup, followed by fantastic chicken schnitzel, potato salad and green salad, and a whispered rumour of a cheesecake. Later, settling back with a mug of gingerbread tea, I wish I could have stayed there forever.
It’s funny what you learn about people when you eat with them. Afterall, what you eat, is what you are; to paraphrase Brillat-Savarin. I know someone who is allergic to things like shellfish but will happily eat a prawn because it’s too good to pass up. One person simply will not eat watermelon or chocolate, while someone else will try anything at least once, and there’s one guy who in his own words, is “not very good” with pretty much all kinds of food except plain pizzas.
And it was only today that I realised I’ve known Mir for 10 or so years and never knew that she had a fetish for the colour blue (crockery, side tables, beanbag, chairs.., apron…).
Thank you Mir for a Sunday well spent!
Mir said,
August 8, 2006 @ 4:01 pm
Thanks for coming! Didn’t realise you blogged about it either, no photos from my end since I was too busy panicking!
Re: blue
It was all discounted! can’t say no to that 😉