Christmas in Carlton.
25/12/2011
This year, Friedel and I hosted her family’s Christmas lunch at our home. ‘Twas a very German Christmas, with her parents bringing most of the food up with them from Tasmania. The sauerbraten was amazing, to be sure.
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This year, Friedel and I hosted her family’s Christmas lunch at our home. ‘Twas a very German Christmas, with her parents bringing most of the food up with them from Tasmania. The sauerbraten was amazing, to be sure.

It’s a hot day, I’m working on a super secret ultra secret (also, it’s secret) project. Why not enjoy a few bevs? Agreed.

I paid my first visit to Melbourne’s new gamin’ and drinkin’ venue, Mana Bar, with some friends a few weeks ago. Afterwards, we popped down to The Alchemist for a slightly classier cap to the evening.

Had some friends over for lunch, yesterday. It turns out I was more interested in photographing the progress of our ‘Bacon Explosion’ concoction than the people surrounding it.
I did manage to snap some shots of our spontaneous visit to the Albert Park Driving Range in Melbourne, though. You can see those, and more horrifying greasiness, after the jump.

Winter is on its way back into the Melbourne lifestyle, but a few pleasant days remain and I made the most of Saturday’s warmth by having a few friends over for a barbeque.
I also bought myself a ‘new’ bicycle, which you can just make out in the background of the below photo (after the split). It’s a 1996 Trek 470 Fast Track, and I bought it off a friend who picked it up for a song and restored it over the course of a few weeks.
I’ll take some nice photos of the bike when I get a chance this week, but for now, some barbeque shots. I really do love this camera o’ mine.

Friedy and I popped over to her sister’s last night for dinner and a few drinks, and as always happens with this little crowd of ours, a few drinks rapidly turned into a flood of wine.
I didn’t know this in the past, but it seems that whenever I buy a cask of wine, it turns into about five hundred glasses worth. Good trick.

My friend Steph invited me out for a Christmas dinner with her, her fellow and a number of her friends last night. Resulted in some great shots.

Fuh. A relatively quiet (and plenty enjoyable) night on Friday watching Michael Palin docos and drinking expensive French cider was followed on Saturday morning by a fantastic home-cooked scrambled eggs this utterly amazing fresh bread from some bakery in Nicholson Street.
At 30, that’s my idea of a good time!
Saturday afternoon saw us kick off festivities for Kev’s buck’s night, with the groom and groomsmen heading down to The Jam Factory to watch Red. Excellent movie. We missed the first 10 minutes of course, because none of us bothered to tell the groom that anything was even happening!
Now that’s solid planning.
After the movie, it was off to the Tiki Bar for drinks, along with the presentation of Kev’s costume (the poor bastard) and the challenges he’d be facing for the night.
A great time was had, though I don’t mind admitting I went too hard too soon, and ended up heading home early. Don’t quite recall the trip home…

Friedy and her friend Min threw a joint birthday bash at Friedy’s this past weekend, with a sequin-inspired theme.
A few favourites, within.
This has been a busy week. I haven’t been home for a single evening since last Friday, and it’s going to continue that way until Monday, I think. And I’m definitely not boasting; I’d give your left eye for a night in, right now.
This afternoon, I had a suit fitting in the city for a friend’s wedding, so I left work a little early and dropped in on Friedy before heading in for the suit fitting.