…pretty much sums up what the last few weeks have been like. Life is hurtling along at a ridiculous pace, but I’m doing okay. Making semi-successful attempts to get enough sleep while wrangling work, a social life and preparing for my upcoming trip. That’s my main news of course: in under two weeks, I am hopping on a plane and heading northern hemisphere-wards! To Scandinavia, to be precise. Not the best place to visit in November given I’m a massive cold wimp and all, but I’m not an obsessive knitter for nothing, right? Besides, the opportunity came up and I am a firm believer in saying yes to opportunities when they arise. My younger brother, currently enjoying his post-study-round-the-world trip, realised he had a couple of weeks alone at the tail end of his travels, and that was all the excuse that we needed. I am excited, to say the least. It’s not a long holiday, but I’ll get to see a bit of the Netherlands, Denmark, Sweden and Norway and this Excites Me Greatly. As a bonus, we also get a few days in Shanghai en route, which excites me even more!
Alas, a necessary consequence of adventures is the need to get all of your loose ends tied up before you leave. And in this case, your knitting/sewing done as well. I’ve been busy with the former and need to get my arse into gear on the latter. At least my new snuggly brown raglan (on the top of the pile below) is getting there; I should be able to finish the body tonight and then it’s just the sleeves and neckband to go.
Of course, all of this frantic activity requires fuel. I’ve lately been on a couple of very enjoyable farmers’ market adventures (basil infused olive oil… *drool*). I also tried my hand at making labneh and instantly regretted not trying it sooner, as it was ridiculously easy and as delicious to eat as it was simple to make. I was impatient and only drained mine for about 24 hours before getting stuck in. We spread the finished labneh into a deep plate and ate it drizzled with olive oil mixed with finely grated garlic and oregano, scooping it up with Turkish bread. Amazing. I am doing the same for dinner tonight, but incorporating some pumpkin and sweet potato soup.
With the warmer weather that’s recently arrived, I’ve also resumed my regular patronage of Jock’s Ice-Cream in Albert Park; hands down the best ice-cream in Melbourne, as far as I’m concerned. Their hokey pokey is amazing, as is the gingerbread, the turkish delight, and my current obsession, the mandarin sorbet.
Because I haven’t posted a truly daft picture of myself in too long.
Last, but not least, I’ve also developed a truly alarming mochi habit. I tend to go through brief-but-intense obsessions with various foodstuffs and the current love of my life is mochi. I’ve eaten it sporadically over the last few years, but for some reason have not been able to get enough of it over the last couple of weeks. Omnomnommochi. This is my current favourite (unsurprising given one of my other current food obsessions is kaya). I literally have some on my desk right now.
So much for this being a knitting blog; this post seems to have turned into a lesser version of a food blog post. You know, without the pornographically good photos (unless any readers out there have some kind of fetish for spotty, trilby-wearing, ice-cream eating young women, in which case you must be thrilled out of your strange little minds right now). Finished object post soon, I promise!