The Stiletto,The Platter, The Girl

Bird Cow Fish

I was in the neighbourhood, and with all the fuss I've been hearing about Bird Cow Fish:  I MUST EAT.

I'd expected it to be some overpriced MILF concentrated high end sorta brasserie but was surprised really that it camouflaged amongst the modest local cafes around the area. To be honest, if not for their BIRD COW FISH signboard with their wiggly curly trademark font, i wouldnt even have notice it. Im glad i did though.

We hopped in just before the lunch crowd typhoon, just a couple tables here and there with most audio output coming from the espresso machine and the chatting mother who was complaining about her 3 year old Dylan who stuffed banana pieces into his nostrils for breakfast. I'm just guessing. From the look on her face, i think i was close enough to the truth.

Service was unpretentious, casual, educational even. Our turkish wait staff (or so i think) was thorough with the specials, flinging his hands way beyond necessary while he was describing some fish dish. Probably gay. We giggled throughout his 1 minute specials explanation. yeah. Giggled. To his face. Geez. -__-

Prosciutto & Salami with buffalo mozzarella, fennel, grissini and aged balsamic

This was probably the simplest most amazing prosciutto platter ive tasted. OHMYGOD. i absolutely loved it. The Buffalo was thankfully not too rich and that few dashes of balsamic totally transformed the entire palatte to a whole different level of awesomeneessssss.

Its so good i would whip up a pirated version of this and put it into my future menu. But with the dish being so Babi concentrated and the desire for me to open a Halal place (so that my cousins can layan also), i guess tak jadi.

Pan fried fillet of barramundi with a spiced tomato sauce, goat's feta and yoghurt cucumber raita

Nicely pan fried. Yum. quite indian. Yum. tender. Yum. refreshing. Yum

Seared thinly sliced pasture fed hanger steak with Montpellier butter & fries

if there was anything negative to say about this, it would be the lack of salad. and thats about it.because it felt a lil too much chips after a while.

but still I loved it. the steak was zomg. tender and juicy and delicious and mouth watering and

yeah. it was good. oh yeah.

To all Sydneysiders who hasnt tried Bird Cow Fish. Go try. its one of those places where ud walk out satisfied cos uve just had some of the simplest yummiest food around. Really.

Stiletto's thumbs up: Prosciutto with balsamic

Stiletto's thumbs down: the steak couldve been better served with some salad

Stiletto's restaurant rating: 4 inches 

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Oh Oh! You gotta love DAS MONK

For a guy who decided he wanted to make tees while having his peas for supper, his Tees are pretty darn HAWT!

Me Likey likey!!

*Hint* Salty *Hint*...when's yours?

DAS MONK

 People watching, sun baking and a whole lot of lovin'

It was so blardy hot i almost lost interest in that kick arse 80's turquoise jumpsuit i spotted from a meter away. Just almost. The only thing i wanted to do at that time was to pour the 1litre of Evian i had in my hands onto my damn self so that i could feel the cool evaporation effect while i fly across the road to grab meself the piece before it magically dissapears in the hands of that brunette who was eyeing it so ghastly.....phoo, long sentence

but yeah, just incase u guys were wondering, i scored it. Because i was so violent and brutal and 18SG i shall not even talk about it. . Its a tough world i tell ya. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.....

and because we love markets sooo much, here's a taste

We loved this 5 troupers. Effortless shot.

I like the girl with the white umbrella, she look like she could eat a whole cow alive. Super ganas.

Spot their saber tooth pendant.

she makes the peace sign look cool, when we do it, we're kawaii...-__-

brown leather bags are love

Oh kitty kitty

Nose licker

Grandma bags

Total damage= priceless

Not too much icing please

The vast majority of my friends tell me that im emotion-less, not your average pink girl so to say. I didnt care about a lot of the lil things, didnt cry very easily, cold at times even. But i guess ive changed a lil over the years, not much, but a lil cupcake appreciation for example is a slight swerve to who i was previously. The person who once saw cupcakes as sugar wastage found them now to be quite delightful to the eyes. But still, not quite very yummy, the amount of sugar on the icing makes me sick. Really.

Who to know but the person whom i least expected to hear from said that despite me not being the average pink girl, i wasnt entirely blue either. and i guess he was right in many ways. For someone who wished she was borned a boy and sits like the biggest ahpek in public places (just cos i hate crossing my legs), i guess im not all blue. Cos now i do care more about the people around me, i think about the next wrong step i might take, i think about the ppl that might suffer from the wrong step that i might take....

...and i do eat cupcakes, just well.... not the pink raspberry ones....

and even better when im sharing cupcakes withthe people around me...

Finally, ur eyes are open

* Im happy that u finally hear our calling after all these years. You needed the push, and i guess this time was big enough a push to make u realise. Do wateva it takes for u to reach it. We'll be here if you need us to hold ur back. We promise. But make sure u promise too. For real this time. For real.

xoxo

Chelle

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I find it hilarious when ppl look at us like we're crazy with the amount of food MyNomadPartner n I shove into our systems. We've had it happened to us way too many times we just laugh at it now. We shoved ourselves silly with more seafood at the fish market again, this time with JapBoy and his friends. We got the right prawns this time. YYEESSHHHh.and the right amount of sashimi. YYYEESSHh.

Her self shot with me doing the EEHH behind

Oh oysters and scallops, come to mama

JapBoy ate wayyyy to much sashimi for his own good, like wayyyyy

MyNomadPartner being a pig

Me being disturbed (while showcasing retarded face) as i bless myself with oysttaaasssss

We love em oversized, as in everything

lovin the sunshine while we can

* Its freakin annoying that the weather changes its mood everytime it wants to. Extreme PMS i tell you. i want summer now. I need tan. Bondi and Manly awaits. Now it's just being a fickle minded bitch changing from 28 to 13 degrees within hours. Tan needs me. Me need tan. Cos at this very moment, resembling a blob of steam chicken with unruly hair just aint that cool u know?

MrFujitsu the dead/Feeding myself phat

MrFujitsu died-ed on me for reasons like:

a) my noisy-damn-annoying-but-almost-immune-to-it internal fan went berkongkers, apparently it got stuck with the biggest clump of dustbunny and hence....died-ed

b) germs/viruses/bacteria from hell knows where invaded the poor soul- even when i scan every single damn thing that enters MrFujitsu; and hence...died-ed

c) Chelle-is-computer-noob and hence....died-ed

so it ended up at the store for some rejuvenation/relaxation him time.....along with all my personal data, files yada yada

so if u see a photo of me running naked in the desert carrying a sack of lima beans and witlof

shoot me

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Fed myelf phat at the Night Noodle Market hoping that the sticky black rice and kuew teow tomyum i ate twice in a row didnt add the digits on the scale. but boyyyy who am i kidding.

the food and the weather left much to be desired for but the company and the atmosphere were thumbs up

with CaptCurry and his wana-smile-duwana-smile smile.

*6 fingers for u yh

loved the crowd, hated the weather

cheers to those who understand the meaning of feasttttt

bitchin over duck. hoho

bitchin over bad photoshots

*points finger at curryman

so i was told that kuewteow tomyum in Thailand does not mean kuew teow in tomyum soup but rather another noodle soup dish that is cooked in a broth very much different from the tomyum goong we'd usually get

mm hmmm

she who eats like a man

sweet potato chips and a whole lot of lovin'

and more feasting. Eat like man

takoyaki with almost no tako....geezz

ps: still running till this Friday.2 more days for those who havent been there. its worth the shot.

Love from Bamboo Stereo

Updated with nuuuuuuuuu items!

*www.bamboostereo.blogspot.com*

happy shopping peeps!

we love ya!

 Days like this i love

'because even when ur pockets gets lighter, u know the laughters with the others and the treasures u discover, makes you feel all a lil less guilty-fied'

hoho, who am i kidding, i say that to myself everytime we practice our weekly ritual.

and then the diminishing bank account shocks me a lil, gives the heart a lil attack, smashes it....and by the time next week comes,the process repeats itself once again....

my bank account goes somewhat like this:    

pft

but heck im lovin it...

because i like how it takes me to ransack through leaves and fight forest squirrels to get that awesome lil 80's piece

SirHoward being all gay and merry....hoho..like his trueself

Me being a stoner, Tats being a stoner..

the time spent 

She made me buy the scarve, so i did

The roomies with a lil bit of peace

*While im here blabbing about my stupid diminishing bank account, StokersBoy is on the other side suffering from a diminishing heart, not technically, but for one who rarely have downfalls like this, he's a pretty sad boy now. I guess somtimes the simplest thing can bring one down. Its hard to witness, and even harder when u feel a lil less than helpful. Cheer up. Maybe some pancakes with lemon and sugar might help eyh?! =)

or maybe indulge in some shopping therapy....it works wonders....hehe. Take it easy boy.

 A Postcard to the boy..

Im an excellent dongkoi, almost freaked when i found one side of my favourite vintage jaggss went missing. Thank god i found it stuck between the compartments of my bag. Almost did the silliest thing of taking out the other lens to turn it into a lens-less glasses, would've completed my current look of a full-on geek since im taking forever to complete my ONE AND ONLY report.

I guess months of not studying does extreme brain damage.Need you bu.

xoxo

To all Sydneysiders,

Its the SMH's Good Food Month

You know u HAVE to be involved....at least for one of the many offered

i know i'll be a happy kid for the whole of this month

 * Good Food Month *

The Run Through, and over again

 Churros, Paella and awesome Chorizos all mashed in one

Ive done multiple reruns and replays in my head that im starting to get the jitters now. Oh what am i saying, i've always had the jitters when it came to this. and more so now than ever.

Im 20, and by the time i graduate, ill be 21. TheMotherPong thinks i can do it, with the support of the others and all, but honestly, I've only a pair of hands. Yeah sure, maybe its a tough and durable pair, a pair that has gone through a fair bit over the past 2 years; but hey! im not sure im ready at all.

The passion is most definitely THERE there all right. The thoughts of the constant grinding of the espresso machine, the cling clanging of tableware, the lingering aroma of my all time favourite Jamon Serrano, that chatty table of 5, that lady in white sipping chai, that rustic oak communal table, shouting chefs, my sister entertaining guests, good ol' classics on the stereo, and of cos, the mother smiling at her daughter, for she has done her good.

and then the rerun comes back again and goes through what seems to be the millionth cycle. At this point, i should run.

but of course my sanity would lock my feet down, as of always. so im here again, back to square one. Reminiscing about the good ol days when MsBaboon n I would talk in the wee hours about the life ahead of us, i guess she understood me most amongst the rest when it came to things like that. talking about it always made us WANT to do it.

so i guess ill be doing it one way or another, its been the only thing i wanted to do (apart from fashion that is) since god knows when...

the big problem is though, how do i get there?........

oh who am i kidding, we'll start modest....how do i begin ?

me is scared.

me is really scared.