Day 209: Cool for Coats

It's winter for us down here under the equator. So while everyone is sweaty and sticky above I am starting Coat Week. Seemed a good idea to make it all about coats and shoes on paper, but a little more awkward when that's all I took 'on location' to Williamstown and surrounds, and some of those coats don't really fit all the way around. Keep that in mind when you see my look of fear on Monday's shoot. In the mean time, here is Coat One and Sunday Social.

Q: If you could eat only one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?
A: I would go mad. If there is anything I can't do it's eat the same thing over and over. Whatever I love would become unloveable if it was the only thing. This is a question I am incapable of answering.

Q: What's your guilty pleasure/comfort food?
A: In the predominant absence of cake, biscuits. Chocolate teddy bear biscuits with coffee sucked through them, Dark chocolate royals. Sponge fingers—the large ones. Even ginger snaps. I love biscuits. A lot. Damn you biscuits.

Q: What's the wildest/craziest thing you've ever eaten?
A: In a tuk-tuk in Siem Reap I asked the driver whether he ever ate the crickets they sell in piles on the side of the road. No, he said. Phew! Then he continued: I only eat them when my wife makes them. She apparently cleans them better before deep frying them. I always have this image is crickets being washed in a colander under a stream of water from a kitchen tap, like it is the most normal thing in the world. I didn't eat them in Cambodia, but I did sample some in Mexico. Crunchy, chilli flavoured little things. But visions of tiny legs stopped me from eating too many.

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Q: What foods do you avoid at all costs?
A: I can understand if you had an allergy. To nuts or shellfish maybe. But otherwise this question doesn't make sense. There are foods to be avoided? At all costs? I suppose I am not a fan of eggplant, or osso buco, or most offals. I can also only do that all-yellow feast better known as fish and chips one or two times a year.

Q: What meal reminds you of your childhood?
A: BBQ, or, how we used to call it in South Africa, braai. We had boerevors, these amazing curried shish-kebabs, twice-cooked baked potatoes, cold corn and beetroot and baked beans and salad. Yum. Yum, yum, yum. Maybe I could live on that forever. But would my dad be willing to cook it forever?

Q: Share one of your favourite recipes and the story behind it.
A: What, me cook? I don't cook or have recipes. I throw items at pots and hope for the best. I used to do this thing that was close to cooking where I would make mashed potatoes with cheese in them, then I would cover a chicken breast with cajun spice and lemon juice and put it in the oven. After a time, judged by hunch not actual minutes, I would spoon the mash on top and return it to the oven for another indeterminable hunch amount of time. I would boil some broccoli. Then, at some point I would put it on a plate, There would be some cajun-y, lemon-y juice in the chicken pan and I would pour that on top. That was a special dinner for me at a time when I ate really badly and a more typical dinner was Maggi pasta and canned sausages. Now I eat better but I don't have an easy-to-use oven so this would be a very special occasion meal now. I may not even be able to hunch it anymore.

The Outfit
Trench: Op-shopped
Necklace: Gifted
Socks: Target (on sale, this pair cost seventy cents!)
Bridge: West Gate
Shoes: Irregular Choice

Photographer de Jour: V——

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  1. Delightful ditties for an early Saturday morning read. Dxx

  2. Great post!

    Thank you for linking up with Friday's Fab Favorites!

    Lauren xx


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