I AM SO SOREEEEEEEEEE.. Another weekend of soreness!
Kicked off the weekend early this week and headed into the city after work hoping to catch a glimpse of Callum Hann from Master Chef 2010 and to purchase some of his macarons. (MacarOns with one ‘o’ people, one ‘o’. Get it right Master Chef peoples >=( heheh ). Friend and I got to the markets early and waited around for a bit whilst a small crowd was forming at the Providore Central Market. Whilst looking at the sugary delights being displayed on the Providore counter, a tall fellow came up besides us and strutted up a conversation, turns out it was Callum! Although we were a bit star struck, we got over it quickly and chatted for a good few minutes before taking a photo with him and scoring ourselves a box of macarons each.
Callums macarons – beetroot, chocolate, pistachio and peanut butter.
I’ll be honest, they weren’t very pretty dome shaped macarons, BUT they had feet, crispy shells and gooey chewy centres – just what a macaron should be. And they’re hard as hell to make too! Favourite flavour of the lot? Peanut Butter hands down! Even mum agrees 🙂 The other flavours were ok, I found the chocolate ganache too hard and the beetroot and pistachio flavours weren’t strong enough for my taste buds. But then again, this is coming from someone who likes their chillies super hot and tea super bitter (testing ones tastebuds to the ultimate! However, spicy hot food challenges are not on the agenda).
Default hike to Lofty fighting through numbness of the leg and treated oneself to yum cha for a job well done. Hahaha! Then celebrated friends 25th birthday over the span of the weekend. First event: bboy underground battle at Medal Jam… and boy oh boy, there were so many sausages there! HAHAHAH. Girls, if you’re up for a perve fest, this is the place to be. No joke! HAHAHAHA. Jen and I have sussed them all out, Hehehe!
Bboy battle at Medal Jam.
Ended the night off at some dudes house for drinks and a bit of mingle where I saw myself being interrogated by stick man – leave me alone dude.. hhahah I kid I kid. Stick man is a long time friend who weighs a mere 60kg but eats like a tank (it’s not fair! ), shares the same birthday with me and will be my knight in shining armour if my Honda ever konks out on me (he works as a mechanic at Honda). Booya!
Sunday spontaneously kicked off with a run around the suburb and another yum cha outing (I am yum cha-ed out yo!) before rushing to meet the boys at the rock climbing venue. Oh my lordy lord… I for one, am not fond of heights. At. All. So this, this was a challenge. So there I was, spidergirl with 3 other spidermen whilst everyone else played spectator to our glorified butts scaling up a faux cliff face wall. Hahahah! I managed to climb the wall twice before calling it a day and fulfilled my role as belayer to newly found bff, Mr. Phi – yeah, I had his back! Now if only he could’ve let me down sooner once I hit the top as my grip was slowly slipping away. Aeishhh.. hahaha. Who said climbing a wall is easy?! I wanted to go all inception on it, if only someone could tilt the wall 90 degrees down and I’d be crawling all over that thing. Ha! Sweaty palms and minor rope burn was the results of the evening, but s’ll good – all in good fun! Good seeing you boys again, it’s been years I tell you!
And now we’re on Monday – I’m sore as heck; Lofty, run and rock climbing has taken its toll on my legs, my lower back and neck. Somebody strap me to a bed and get a masseuse pronto!