retro phone in delightful cherry red
Yesterday was my first time visit to the Melville Market (swap-meet), which is held every Sunday morning off the Canning Highway in Bicton. I came away rather empty handed today. A little disappointing but my heart just wasn’t in it. It was 38 degrees again, and with my in-built heater that is my 30 week baby bump, it felt like 38 degrees going on 50! We’ve had our good times this year, but Summer, I am officially over you.
I did have fun looking through the few stalls that had retro and vintage gear. I especially loved this cherry red phone, the guy was asking $40 and if didn’t have Hubby there saying, ‘no way’, I may have indulged myself into some bartering on that hot little item. No fabulous treasures to be brought home this time.
There’s always next Sunday.
I feel like I am at the beginning of a new journey that started yesterday with a talk I attended, the Autumn wholefood seasonal seminar, run by Jude Blereau. I wasn’t planning to go but I had an offer of a free ticket that was too good to pass up. (Thankyou bruisemouse). I have mentioned a couple of recipes that I have made for Mister E from Jude’s wholefood recipe books. Jude reminds us that to be properly nourished, in body and spirit, we need food that is delicious and wholesome. She gave a valuable talk yesterday that has motivated me to be more mindful of the food that I create at home, for myself and my family. The key is to get back to basics, and make food with ingredients that are as close to their natural state. I will start with small steps. It so happens that I needed to buy more baking ingredients today so instead of the white flour I usually use, I have bought organic spelt flour. It’s only a little thing but I hope that in making lots of small changes, eventually it will make a big difference to the quality of our lives and the food we eat at home.
I have always had the niggle in the back of my mind that I should be more educated about reading food labels. I get to the supermarket and turn the packets around in my hand to decipher the ingredients list, but it’s like reading a foreign language. All the numbers and scientific names mean nothing to me and it’s all a bit overwhelming. Yesterday I met Julie Eady, a mother of three who ten years ago had the same niggle that she should know more about exactly whats in the food we buy. She’s written a book called additive alert which gives us the information we need to shop better and avoid products with additives that are suspected to be harmful to us. After reading the book, I am still feeling overwhelmed at the task or reading labels. It’s a monumental task in itself to buy groceries with a toddler in tow, let alone taking time to read labels! Now that I have the book, with a list of additives and what they mean, I am feeling far more educated and empowered to make the right choices, and avoid the nasty chemicals that are in so many of our foodstuffs.
I feel like that was rather a preachy post! My brain is still processing all the information I got yesterday, so I was purging some of it here to clear up some space in my head. Aside from all the theory and rhetoric behind eating healthy I’m just going to enjoy baking yummy home cooked meals for my family and instill in my kids that they should love the food they eat, as it’s one of our biggest joys in life!
Mister E and I went on a little excursion yesterday, mostly we spend our time in Freo but there are just a couple of things I covet that can’t be found here. One of those things is fine paper. So I had the urge to visit Annie P. Paperie in Claremont. It’s a cute little store stocked with gorgeous things of the paper kind, wrapping & envelopes, cards & stationery, plus stamps, wax seals, ribbons, feathers and mt tape. I discovered mt tape last year and absolutely love it. It’s Japanese masking tape that comes in a myriad of beautiful colours and patterns. I use it to adorn cards that I make and special presents that I wrap, I also keep a journal that I draw and collage in that features a lot of mt tape. I also noticed they are selling stamp sets by yellow owl workshop. They really have good taste buyers stocking their store! I love that whenever you buy something they always pop a large cut-out paper heart card in the bag with your purchase. All I bought today was a couple of cherry red envelopes that seal with string and some natural kraft paper. I don’t even know what i’ll do with them, but when I do I’ll show you!
Previously I bought a piece of the cavallini and co vintage alphabet wrapping paper and framed it for Mister E’s bedroom. It was only $8 for the paper and the frame was a cheap one from Ikea. It looks lovely on the wall in his room and was so inexpensive to do.
mt tape ready to be bought, a love affair waiting to happen
cavellini and co goodies
lovely and inexpensive picture for Mister E's room
We found ourselves in our old neighbourhood this morning, having breakkie in South Fremantle. After our yummy breakkie (at Ootong & Lincoln again) we were just leaving and we spotted Abhi’s bakery across the road. Little man is getting savvy about where we go for certain things. He recognised the store and said ‘smiley bikkie’! I was so impressed that he could recall that he’d a bikkie there before I couldn’t resist getting him one. So we trundled into the bakery and Mister E requested a red/yellow smiley bikkie and promptly devoured it. If you are around Freo and haven’t been to Abhi’s you should check it out. Beautiful, fresh organic bread made with love.
gorgeous wall candy at Ootong & Lincoln
Ootong & Lincoln on South Terrace
Another lazy afternoon in Freo sipping ‘cinos with Mister E. We’ve stumbled upon a new spot that immediately has jumped right up into our top three Freo cino venues. (Incase you wonder, the other two are Moore & Moore and Wild Poppy). Ootong & Lincoln is on South Terrace in South Freo (in the spot that used to be the colonial tea house). There are a couple of reasons we are smitten with this place after only our first date. Firstly, it looks great! You’re surrounded by sublime wallpapers and retro furniture and a few quirky twists – look up to see all the hanging lights are made from converted glass jars. The staff and service were friendly and relaxed. The tasty treats we ordered hit the spot – I enjoyed drinking my juice out of a jug with a straw. By far the number one outstanding feature of Ootong and Lincoln is they have a spot up the back with toys and space for the little ones to keep entertained! It’s brilliant, there was enough space that Mister E could wander around and keep busy and not bother anyone else enjoying their Saturday afternoon coffee. I think it’s the first time I’ve been able to actually read the paper whilst i’ve been out in a café with Mister E. It was magic, we’ll be regulars.
The boy is a cino connoisseur
I really think the most simple foods are the most yummy. This tomato tart takes no time to prepare and it looks and tastes amazing. Sliced tomatoes, layered on a sheet of pastry, a few fresh herbs and seasoning, bake it and it’s done. Perfect light and yummy dinner for a hot Summer evening. This particular tart was even better because I didn’t have to make it – Mister E’s grandma spent the day with him today and made this for us for dinner. Aren’t we spoilt?
sofa so inviting
By the time Sunday afternoon rolled around yesterday I was feeling so incredibly knackered. We didn’t do anything particularly energetic, just keeping up with housework, gardening, cooking and chasing after Mister E. I had quite a few moments on the weekend were I felt like I was overwhelmed. I just have to look down at my ever-growing belly to be reminded that it’s only going to get more tiring. Mister E was fighting me on Sunday and refusing to have his afternoon nap. So I bundled him into the car and went into Freo. A ride in the pram over the bumpy paths always lulls him off to dreamland. It only took ten minutes and he was fast asleep. While he was in the pram with me I spent a quiet afternoon in my favourite bookshop, New Editions, on High Street. It’s so welcoming and inviting, they have a couple of beautiful sofas that you can snuggle into and peruse books at a leisurely pace. While I was flicking through a book I found this poem by Kate Llewellyn. It was a timely reminder for me to enjoy the precious moments with my boy, because as hard as it is, he’ll only be little for such a short time.
You used to lean
on that cot rail
with the vigour of a flame
to leap into my arms
two feet tall and two years old
a sagging nappy
archless feet soft as cats’ tongues
and trodden underneath
a thick and clammy waterproof
warm from sleep
the sheet ruched at the end
toys heaped and confused
neglected as the dead
a duck stuck in the corner
I could see the basket of your ribs
your hands were opened
and all your bones and life
leapt up to mine.