right now I am in the Perth Cultural Centre, sitting under a white tent at the zine collective stall, on a day that is already well fulfilling its promise of thirty-seven degrees celcius. the wifi here is good, gladly, and I have a small supply of iced tea in a flask, steeped overnight in anticipation.
Saturdays tend to be quieter in terms of people traffic, but I don’t mind if only the occasional person has a browse. Mind you this heat has really kept the people away this time…
by rhe way i finally learnt how to make Vietnamese coffee, with the four piece drip filter and the packet of trung nguyen I found in the grocery store full of plastic housewares, cooking utensils, rice cookers, scales and ice shaving machines. the sweet coffee with condensed milk reminds me of kopi in Malaysia too, old tastes that feel familiar.
I need to find a new cooking goal. maybe not so much the cakes and biscuits which I can usually make more or less successfully, but real meals.
after I’m back from holidays in early January I’ll fund some new tasks for myself, not just food related…