What the hell is a flying green song-rabbit?!

Grongbit (GReen sONG rabBIT) is the result of our nicknames combined. "Our" meaning the three founding authors. The flying comes from our guest-turned-permanent blogger, Butterfly Coffin.

And yes, rabbits can too fly, sing and be green.

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Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sydney Nomz Part 3

Hello gaiz, I'm back on this day again to upload more photos of eating and getting fat! Don't blame me if there is a sudden influx of weight.

It's your fault. Stop eating >:

The Monday right after hanging out with Midori, which involved pigging out for lunch and dessert before walking down to Darling Harbour and gambling at Star City. We applied for a membership along with the free $10 worth of credit but M had some problems signing up because apparently her name was already in the database. Either someone had used her name ot it's the other girl who is also in the same grade with the same Chinese name and surname.

By then I think I was having a fight with N and the atmosphere was tense. He was pissed that I would treat him like shit just because I was angry. What, am I supposed to be nice and stuff? T_T

Anywho, we browsed the casino wondering what we could spend our free $10 on and decided to sit at the pokies haha. Mr. D was brave enough to gamble first and because I wasn't in a good mood at all and just wanted to get out of there, to be completely honest.

After awhile I figured it looked fun so played a bit myself.

Mr. D won something like $50 worht of coins T_T

I got about $11, so I got back the free amount in cash at least. Awesome.

Midori also didn't do so well lol.

Then N wanted to try his hand at the poker tables, but minimum buy in was $100 and he needed to borrow that money from me. I was already annoyed at him, now he wants to gamble that much money in one go even though I am pretty against gambling (and getting wasted, smoking and doing drugs, but that's another story). I couldn't even stick around to see if he'll lose it all because I got shooed away by the security guard so I hung out with M and D like a single loser and D was kind enough to treat me to a drink with his free money (FIFTY BUCKS!!!).

I did appreciate the sensitivity, and I almost forgave him for that time at the Jenkeviad(?) Thai dinner.

I felt like a single woman drowning her sorrows away in alcohol and gambling T_T

Tempted to go hit on the guys at the other table T_T

Btw no pics in the casino because they don't allow cameras and they might kick me out.

The drink was alcoholic and it didn't help that I was pissed off and can't take my alcohol well. I'm pretty sure I ordered something with vodka in it. N lost everything and kept talking about being beaten by a chick he thought was bluffing and how his cards were good, matter-of-fact. Frankly, I didn't give a damn I'm still angry at you and now you lost my money T_T

I'm doing T_T a lot...

I got paid back in American dollars later yays.

So while I was angry and tipsy and hot from the alcohol everyone had to drag me kicking and screaming and I wasn't feeling so good. I did notice how sparkly the footpath was, I never really noticed it until that night...

I had to eat something greasy and was reeeeeeally in the mood for KFC, especially when we were close and I could SMELL it. Ooohhh man, greasy chicken for my tum-tum. N forced me to eat something and recommended I retire since I wasn't in any shape to do anything so M and D left us and I got dragged home.

And watched Masterchef!

I should stop about my personal life, this is supposed to be a post about food.

The next day...






We travelled to Cabramatta to have yumcha at The Iron Chef, is that what it was called? Mr. N had never had yumcha before and this was a chance to meet my friends again and experience Cantonese culture and food. This was also Maria's opportunity to feed him chicken feet.

N also tried sugar cane juice, fresh from the machine, and ate a pork roll complete with delicious pate and traditional mayonnaise (beaten eggs and oil) nom nom. Then we went bowling at Fairfield. He totally stuffed the first game but when I told him to use a lighter ball for better aim he bowled the highest game out of all my friends, even my brother T_T

Porkie even wanted to keep the scoresheets to brag about N's score.

Orz.

It was the afternoon and by the time we got back to the city it would be dinner time so I decided to take him to the Mexican place for dinner. I figured he would want some familiar food after a day of experimenting. Chicken feet fong jiao!

Ohoh he really likes prawn dumplings har gao, even though he dislikes seafood :D

For dinner we went to Flying Fajita Sisters (N: It's pronounced fah-hee-tah, babe) by getting off at Central and walking a LONG LONG way along Broadway before turning into the street.

Upon entering I found it to be a very cosy, quaint little restaurant.





With -holy crap- prices.



Really cute menus though!



N's favourite beer Dos Equis, which he could only find here. Have to admit that it's a pretty alright beer. I had a Midori (lol) and lime margarita with salted rim, but I should have gone for the sugared rim.







Beef fajitas for two! It looks really Asian! Beef is cooked on a hot plate like Asian food, except you wrap it up in warm tortillas and put all those toppings in. There's cheese (N: The wrong cheese!), unsalted black beans, guacamole (not the proper way unfortunately), chili peppers, sour cream, a sweet and tangy salsa and pineapple along with a side of salad.

It looks small, but very satisfying and delicious. I would only come here to indulge because I am a poor uni student but definitely will come here often if 1) I can catch a bus down here, or 2) I has moneyz.

This is good dosh.

Lets come here sometime for my birthday or something :D

That's Flying Fajita Sisters, near Broadway but not quite at Glebe. Quite some walk down from UTS. Google it!



I'm already red from the margarita, and I barely finished it too since it was so big and sour.


This was our trip to Taronga Zoo and quite possibly the first time N has been on a ferry!








Ah, good skin day and creepy tongue guy in background.







YES I saw the baby elephant!! I heard about it on the news the week before but didn't realise it was out and about!



So adorable, there were so many meerkats standing up and sniffing! I was lucky to get photos because as I went to leave they ALL ran back into and hid.



The rainbow lorikeet was sharing the apple with the red tiger! At least I think it was the red tiger o_O





The seal in the underground display. It was so graceful and friendly!



I love otters. They are one of my favourite animals. I was happy when Hermione Granger's Patronus was an otter. We actually walked past the otter lake and I was just going to skip it because then we would have to walk all the way back and we still had a lot more to see. N however insisted that I wanted to see otters and that he wasn't going to take no or laziness as an answer and found every opportunity to steer me back.

In the end I did see otters but they were soooo speedy! I could barely take a decent photo :(









N was glad to see me happy about the otters. THEY LOOK SO CUTE, LIKE FREYA BUT SLIMMER!



Saw the sun set on our ride back to Circular Quay.

That night we wandered the streets and ended up on George to have dinner at Mid Town Cafe Restaurant, a fairly new little cafe next to KFC and Greater Union that serves meals too. It looked extremely tiny from the outside, even if the decorations and shop front were attractive, but I jsut never found an opportunity to enter until now. Trying new things, y'know =p



Two lemon lime bitters.



Veal with a spicy tomato sauce covered in melted cheese and parsley and instant mash potato, which was a let down because I could tell it was instant stuff but I didn't expect much for the price.



Chicken with a red herb sauce, grilled vegetables and mash. According to N mine was better, probably because he likes spice.

I would say that the food was pretty good, especially if you take into account the prices of these meals which is very easy on the wallet. By then I was starting to run out of funds so this was a good choice!

Alright I suppose there is going to be a part 4 since this is already huuuuuge. Have fun loading the pictures, aren't you glad I resized them and made them small =p

Tune in for the next post which I will do in a minute. A trip to Bondi Beach, Manly Beach and more food, of course.


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Monday, September 7, 2009

Eating Like a Tourist in Sydney Part 2

AHAHAHAHAHA the second part to the original post is so delayed man, but Midori is complaining about how I don't blog as soon as the event happens and I take forever so now I'll finish it off, fine T_T

I've been typing the whole day man. My hands are all jittery from the effort, and now I have to upload pictures too!


Alright so I left off on the first Saturday the day before we went out with M and Mr. D who I shall now call Mr. Dipshit.

I'm kidding.

So on Sunday we were going to meet at Circular Quay station to go and eat at Lowenbrau Keller which is famous for it's Bavarian food and frequently mentioned in Chocolatesuze.

You'll have seen all the images on M's post already but meh, anyway.

The former couple took ages to arrive, or maybe we were early, so N said hey look, lets go into this mysterious but beautifully historic-looking building in the middle of Circular Quay so I said okay o_O


This is actually a mini model of the CBD. It was cool o_O

Then the others arrived and we went to eat, by then I was freaking starving because we came straight from the hotel and didn't really have breakfast, so pork knuckle was going to be our breakfast!



This is a lame Midori who did not try a bier, but had a glass of water instead. N00b!





Pork knucle with mash and sauerkrat, nom nom. That layer of crackle was just so crunchy and hard, almost too hard. And very salty. Mmmm, would balance nicely with the biers.



This is a brezel. It is a Bavarian pretzel. Wasn't that special, just a crusty bread.



More nice noms. Uh, this was some sort of bread dipped in some sort of gravy. My memory fails me at this moment.



Midori excited about the pork knuckle!



End result of 4 very hungry people.



The music inside was really loud because there was a Bavarian band playing, complete with traditional outfits! This guy was playing the trombone. It was very amusing, especially when the drunk Asian chick started dancing.







Hungry hungry.

Guess where we went next?

For dessert!!!





*drool*

No wonder we're both fat.

I'm gonna keep the commentary to a minimum now because the photos pretty much tell you what went on during the day.


American coins, oohz.




Guylian Cafe has a really nice view of the Opera House, but only if you sit upstairs.




I'm pretty sure this was a coffee with whipped cream, but I must warn you not to drink coffee from Guylian because it's bitter as hell. You know that bitter but also SOUR aftertaste in your mouth from some coffees? Yeah. The coffee is really gross there if you have a refined coffee palate et moi (I prefer to drink only La Vazza and even Illy is alright to me). Ohohoho *snob*.

Needless to say, Starbucks is blasphemous to coffee culture.



Berry creme brulee with what looks like a pistacio biscotti, because I have never had creme brulee before. This was also disappointing because the creme brulee was NOT smooth. Someone correct me if I am wrong, but creme brulee is supposed to be similar to creme caramel and it should be SMOOTH. This was lumpy, and tasted like egg, not egg CUSTARD. Very disappointed, but the toffee was nice. This was something like $14?



This was Midori's, a chocolate lava cake of some sort? She has raved about it on her post.





This is already heaps of photos, so there will be a part 3 and possibly 4 too hehehe.


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