Movies.Food. Weekend.

I just finished watching the 1st SATC movie on dvd but with the voice over commentary of Michael Patrick King who wrote and directed it. I found this really interesting. I never missed a tv episode (except the last because I was overseas in Dubai but I did eventually see it) Thanks M for lending it to me
I love the SATC franchise. I bought the videos, then the dvds, then the book. I met Candace Bushnell twice. I bought her books. All of them. I was excited to see an episode being shot when I was in New York.
Apparently a lot of people hated SATC when it was on tv. I'm not one of them.
The friendships were realistic. It showed women in their 30s and 40s looking great. It understood Singles. It realistically portrayed breakups. The whole thing spoke to me. Can't wait to see SATC2 on Thursday.
I ate this for lunch on Friday. I went out with some Coalface Colleagues. It was tasty but messy (the pasta not my fellow Coalminers).
On Friday night I went to Montrachet for drinks.
I love Montrachet. It is my favourite restaurant. Don't try to got there for the next 6 weeks though. It's shut.
On the way home I spotted this crazy flowering agave arrangement. It looked alien.

Yesterday I felt seedy and worn out.So when someone suggested Yum Cha, I ran, I didn't walk.

Behold all of this Restorative Yum Cha Goodness People:

This duck was Ducktastic

I love these sesame pudding-y things with red bean paste 11/10

Afterwards I met my girfriend M for a soothing pinor noir. I have the same scarf as her.

It was rainy and cold. Perfect soothing pinot weather really.

This is what the sky was doing. It was all very wintery and atttractive

Remember I was saying how Tammy and Malcolm Fraser were wonderful gardeners? Well I found this image of Tammy in her garden (How lovely is her hair by the way?) Behold the Gorgeousness. Gardening on a large scale in country conditions takes a lot of hard work, patience and determination. It really is a talent. I've asked this before but why are gardeners always such generous and kind people?

This image is from Country Living Magazine.

Last year my young whippersnapper friend S told me to watch Gran Torino with Clint Eastwood (she's full of Good Ideas- she got me onto Amaretto Sours). I finally saw it the other day on dvd and can tell you it is excellent. If you love Clint (I do) you'll really enjoy it. It's got everything a superior movie should have-good acting, a redemptive theme, lessons in tolerance, a cute dog, moments of humour....Run. Don't walk.

My life is not Glamorous: I have a bad feeling that I might have a mouse or worse a rat (crosses self). Having lived through the Great Rodent Plague of 2008 and successfully won I'd like to let any rodents in residence know that they should enjoy the next 24 hours of their lives because next week my Rat Guy from the Pest Control Company is scheduled to visit. Prepare to meet your maker because I have a strict zero tolerance policy and will be enforcing it with a zeal the likes of which this suburb has never seen before (well at least since 2008). My Rat Guy says that you are never more than 3 metres from a rat anywhere in the inner city. Nice.

On that Happy Note, I've got to go to change the light shades in my kitchen. Enjoy your Sunday.

xxx

The Stones. Peasant. The Weekend.

Here's Mick looking all pensive on his private jet as he leaves the UK to become a tax exile in France. This is from a scene from Stones in Exile, a fantastic documentary I watched the other day that was frankly 11/10.
Here's Our Keef:
and here's Anita Pallenberg looking all youthful and glam:
I love these gates
This is Keef's face before it was ravaged by excessive smoking drinking and the consumption of large amounts of Class A drugs (say what you will about Keef's body-it really is incredible that it dealt with all of the above and didn't just conk out)

I loved what Bianca wore to the wedding. Was it YSL?

Everyone was so thin

During this scene Bill Wyman was complaining that he couldn't get English tea bags in France and how awful the French milk was and how homesick he felt. Nice do Bill.

One of my new favourite songs is Tumbling Dice. The lyrics were inspired by Mick's housekeeper in LA who loved to gamble with dice (who knew?)

Inspired by the youth beauty and sheer Glamour of the Stones and their entourage, on Friday when it was cold and rainy, I channeled Anita P (without the hardcore addiction issues) when I decided what to wear to Play Clothes Day at the Coalface

I came up with this getup:

I thought the faux fur jacket screamed early 70s in the South of France

I had lunch with MDW (lunch every Friday since 1994 and still going strong People). He's a massive Stones fan and has seen them 3 times. He had lots of amusing anecdotes about them.

Last night I had dinner at Peasant. These are some salt cod fritters.

And this pork belly with quince paste was 1653749/10.

so was this sangria cocktail arrangement.

Which lead to this unseemly behaviour:

and this

Mr FF is Mick to my Keef.

This morning I changed tack.

No more Stones. Lots of Martha.

I got a crochet lesson over brunch from my friend M (endodontist to the Stars)

This is M. She is wearing one of the nicest frocks ever. It's Missoni (I asked)

I ate this

and wore this Chloe dress from Jean Brown that you've all seen about a million times before

Then I went and had a look at DIG on James Street

I love succulents

But in the spirit of thrift I bought nothing.

I looked in Space Furniture too. By God everything in there is so 'spensive. Luckily my taste runs to vintage stuff sourced from places like charity shops and hand me downs from my parents.

I'm off to Peasant again tonight (when you're onto a good thing stick to it)

My new favourite Mick song is Just Another Night with You.

Might go and listen to it now.