only in months with an R

as the saying goes, that it is safe to consume oysters. and that's in the northern hemisphere. so, perhaps consequently, in the land down under, it follows that the saying should be flipped. oysters taste so much better, creamier and of-the-sea during the colder months, i think. and that's just what we did today. bought freshly shucked oysters from the local seafood-shop where we got a complementary lemon, and headed straight for the national park nearby. we're purists, normally. oysters au naturel, with a dash of lemon is nearly always the way to go, unless, by some other means, we get distracted by really good oysters kilpatrick.



but the trick is to purchase it fresh from the local seafood shop. because, not only do you get to feast your eyes on all the other delectables, like plump scallops, vividly orange tasmanian salmon, or get taken with that lovely turqoise outline of a mussel's shell, you also get it for half the price the restaurants will fleece you for. oyster-eating is only a recently acquired taste, or skill, for me. before coming over to melbs, i'd never touch those slimy-looking invertebrates with a ten foot pole. and for good reason, too, because those puny, dried-up things we get back home in singas are only a travesty of an oyster! i was sorely disappointed when, back home for a vacation, i tried to show off to my mom and ordered a dozen oysters at some restaurant. live and learn, i say.



so. a buttery oyster that tastes of the sea. a dozen of those, and a good long walk in the national park with the weak warmth of a wintry sun. great way to spend an afternoon. life's been good these past weeks, because i'm beginning to notice signs for an impending battle with the winter bulge.

that must be due in part to project fatty breakfast i embarked on a week ago. i had one, or rather, shared one the other day with a friend at brighton. at AUD17 and rightly christened the big brekkie, and with ginormous proportions could be comfortably consumed by 3 hungry girls, it is only reasonable that i walked it off at the beach right after. the waitress who cleared the table said we did ok, judging by the lack of leftovers.

i'm also currently battling an incessant craving for chocolate.

and beer with nuts during the occasional soccer match.

must be the cold weather. tsk.