noodle soups

Sydney, what the heck? Last week, we were boasting weather in the mid-20’s, kicking off our boots and quickly lashing on some polish on our hibernating toes so we could confidently flop around in our Havaianas. And this week? A measly 14 degrees celcius to call our own. Wet. Cold. Noodle. Soup. Need. Now.

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menulog-japan village

It’s Wednesday. Hump day. I’ve been in back to back meetings since lunch time. I have a half hour break at 7.30pm, and then I’m on again until who knows when. I have no time to make dinner, I barely have time to pee (and I so desperately need to!). My stomach starts to grumble and I know this, this is the time to prioritise.

I tell my 6pm meeting that I’ll be five minutes late and… Menulog.

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Uncle Toby's oats

For the past (almost) ten months, I’ve been the busiest I’ve ever been my entire life. Ok, except that one time when I was onsite on a project for two weeks and we literally slept two hours a night, and when we did sleep we slept with a walkie talkie because we were on call, all the time (which, now that I think of it, sounds just like having a baby). But at least while we were on  that project, all our meals were made for us, so I only had to worry about work and when I did eat, I could eat in peace. So really, these past ten months have been the busiest of my entire life.

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