Down the booze store only found one type of my old favorite beer. Lots of other brands and styles, most I have never heard of, but just one Resches, it was GOOD but still await and long for a schooner of the draught.

We spent Friday in long conversations with mom, going to Casula Mall, small by mall standards but everything imaginable was there, including oysters in the half Shell that we will have to go back for.

We then spent time in long conversations with mom, doing odd little jobs around the house, going down to the smaller mall at the end of the street and in long conversations with mom.

Did I mention mom likes a chat?

At the local mall there is a butcher shop of types, you walk into this large cool room where fresh meats are wrapped and sized in weighted portions. I had mentioned to mom if she had seen any veal around and she said it is usually hard to find these days, well not in this particular shop, there was veal of any cut and some already breaded for cooking, and their open 7 days a week, and you should see the prices, or maybe it best if you did not.

Came across some water melons sold by the kilo in another store, will have to go back and asked to take a picture for the folks back in the north.

Except for one German owned super market the rest of the shops there are all the old style, like a cake shop, fruito, the butcher shop etc, and very ethnic orientated, not that there is anything wrong with that.

I had bacon and eggs for brecky, never knew there was so many styles of bacon and have never seen brown eggs so large [jumbo they are sold as] and the yokes so deep yellow, like the color of orange skin.

So in the absence of spectacular snow capped mountains and ice chocked seas I will most likely be writing about food & booze for the next little while.