If I hadn’t seen this picture, I wouldn’t have believed it possible! Melted cheese in a crispy bacon mug… Heart attack territory!
(from http://twitpic.com/1do2ik)
If I hadn’t seen this picture, I wouldn’t have believed it possible! Melted cheese in a crispy bacon mug… Heart attack territory!
(from http://twitpic.com/1do2ik)
Chris, who I met at the recent conference I attended in the US, asked me to recommend some Australian wines that are available in the US. Having been to the US often, I’m reasonably familiar with the brands of Australian wine sold there. Here’s what I advised Chris:
Personally, I’m a red drinker — preferably shiraz (syrah) variety, or perhaps a cab sav (cabernet sauvignon).
Some of the wines you get in the US that are supposedly from Australia are cr*p! Especially those labelled with Aussie icons or Aussie-sounding names — e.g. Alice White, Yellow Tail, anything with a koala or kangaroo in the name or on the label!
Some of the legitimate Australian wines you can get there under the names we know here include: Penfolds, Lindemans, Rosemount, Jacobs Creek etc. You usually can’t go wrong with a Penfolds (Bin 128, Bin 389 are particular favourites of mine), or, for a quaffer, Jacobs Creek or Penfolds Thomas Hyland. Personally, I don’t drink Lindemans or Rosemount — typically they are blends from all over.
Read the label. And as you do, be aware there’s no such appellation in Australia as ‘South Eastern Australia’. That’s a big red flag that the wine is a blend of cr*p from who knows where. I see it often on wines bottled for the US market. So watch out for them. They may be OK as quaffers, but basically the wines are rejects, and no self-respecting winemaker wants to put their name to them.
Good wine growing regions in Australia include:
- Hunter Valley (NSW)
- Coonawarra (South Australia)
- Margaret River (Western Australia)
- Yarra Valley (Victoria)
- Clare Valley (South Australia)
- Barossa (South Australia)
and many more!
We have a robust wine industry in Western Australia, so almost all the wines I drink these days are local ones — you’re unlikely to find those in your local bottle shop/liquor store. Western Australia’s most noted wine regions are Margaret River, Swan Valley, and Great Southern. Others are Blackwood Valley, Geographe, Pemberton, and others.
Here’s a good map showing the various Australian wine regions: http://www.wine4dummies.com/uploaded_images/AustWineRegions-737630.gif
I met Craig today. I’ve been following Craig’s blog for about 3 years, since just before he left Melbourne to live in Seattle. I don’t even remember how I stumbled on his blog, but I’ve been following his life as an Aussie in the US since that first post I read. Until today, I’d never met Craig — he was just a voice on a blog; an Aussie voice, but just a voice nonetheless. And there’s always a sense of trepidation meeting someone for the first time and putting your life in their hands.
Our paths didn’t cross last year, but this year we were both in the same city at the same time. We were going to do brunch and then he was going to take me to the airport. Unfortunately, his car battery died as he got to the hotel to pick me up, so after the AAA came out and replaced it, we headed off in the rain to Redmond, Bellevue etc. as Craig thought I’d like to get some idea of the size of the Microsoft ‘city’ of buildings. Wow! It’s HUGE! Then it was off to the airport, and ultimately we didn’t get to have that brunch as time just ran out. However, we did spend a bit of time driving around Seattle in the rain, just gabbing!
I liked Craig immediately — I thought I would, as he comes across as such a nice guy from his posts. He’s a funny, likeable, and genuine nice bloke. I can see why his Mum is as proud as punch of him — and I know his late Dad was equally as proud of him.
Thanks for taking me to the airport today, Craig. I really appreciated it — and really appreciated meeting you. You make the world a happier place.
I caught a very full flight from Seattle to Los Angeles today. There were many announcements pre-boarding and when we were on the aircraft about how the plane was totally full and how all large carry-ons should go in the overhead lockers with smaller carry-ons put under the seat in front of us. The attendants even gave instructions on the best way to maximise space by telling us how to put our wheeled carry-ons into the overhead locker. All good so far and pretty much everyone seemed to be doing the right thing, with some even helping others sort out the limited overhead space to get the most out of it.
So what sort of d*ickhead was the guy (in his 50s no less) who sat in Row 14 but decided to dump one of his bags into the overhead lockers in Row 10 on his way down to Row 14? The Row 10 people then had less room to put their stuff.
Not fair. Rude. Selfish bastard. These were some of the words that sprang to mind… I won’t repeat the other words I thought of!
It rained a bit in Seattle today. Not a lot, but enough. This picture shows how puddles stay parallel to earth’s something or other (magnetic field? sea level?):

It’s Seattle. It’s raining. The owner of the bike has carefully locked it and put a plastic bag over the seat. But there’s something not quite right with this picture…
Picked it yet? The helmet is totally exposed to the rain!
My friend Char, her friend Emma (and now my friend Emma), and I had a late lunch together today. We had no clue where to go — Emma’s from Vancouver in Canada, Char is from Boston, and I’m from Australia. So we drove around in Emma’s car and she spotted a little place in E Olive Way called Dinette. The menu looked really interesting, the place was small, and the atmosphere was warm and friendly.
We ended up ordering almost everything off the menu! Most were small dishes, and we ate the LOT — including dessert! The food was awesome, and the company was even better.
If you live in Seattle or are visiting, give this little out-of-the-way place a try. For those at the WritersUA conference this week, they’re open Tuesday and Wednesday night, but not Monday. Their website is: http://dinetteseattle.com/
Here are some photos, including the menu (click on each to see a larger picture):
Pike Place Market in Seattle has the most AMAZING fruit and vegetables, and other produce. Here are some massive beefsteak tomatoes that were on display at one of the stalls (note the sign for the brussels sprouts below them — the stall owner said a little boy called them ‘Little green balls of death’ one day, and they decided to go with the name!):

The good
The not so good
I had a relatively quiet day today, though very little sleep last night — jet lag? or the ginormous nachos? Sue and I were up very early (5-ish) and we had breakfast and chatted until I left San Diego just after 9AM. She showed me some of the cool stuff she was doing to create Windows Mobile Help, too.
I headed north to Carlsbad and the outlet malls there. On my shopping list was the purchase of two new suitcases. Our old ones are starting to come apart, and I knew the Samonsite outlet would likely have something suitable. And they did! I found two nice dove/silver grey ones (I did NOT want black — every man and his dog seems to have a black suitcase, based on my baggage carousel experiences this past week). I got some of the other things on my (short) list, then headed out at 11:30AM hoping to be back north of the Orange County Airport to meet a fellow technical writer for lunch. But it was not to be. After making really good time (65mph maximum = 80mph in reality on the I-5), I got caught in a traffic snarl near San Juan Capistrano. There was no way I was going to make our 12:30 lunch appointment, so we took a raincheck for next year!
Instead, I filled up the rental car with fuel (one less job to do on the way to the airport tomorrow), and headed back to my uncle’s place, where I spent much of the afternoon removing packaging and tags off things, and nesting the new suitcases one inside the other then packing the inner, medium-sized one with my shoes and clothes.
My uncle and I had an early dinner of grilled salmon and stir-fried veges at the California Pizza Kitchen in Fashion Island at Newport Beach.
I leave fairly eary tomorrow morning for Seattle and the conference — and to swim with my own fishies again! 😉