today: brighton beach and TGI’s Friday.

After coming back from church and staying at home for a sec to decide whether we should go to the Esplanade Market along St. Kilda Beach or straight to Brighton Beach, we finally decided that we would try to do them both considering that those two places are not that far from each other (d’uh).

Leaving a cloudy city behind, my brother, my mom, brother’s girlfriend and me were welcomed with sunny beach and the hoi polloi of the market. As we, the ladies, strolled along the stalls (caricatures, sculptures and handicrafts), my brother was faithfully acting as a photographer/cameraman, recording various moments when we fastidiously selecting stuff and bargaining (well, not really bargaining. we just left when the prices were too expensive haha.). As frantic as my mother was trying to cover her face with a scarf to avoid sunburnt, she successfully found and bought three pretty things, all handmade. I guess she did the shopping for us cos the rest got nothing to buy. 3-0 for my mom.

Then off we went to Brighton Beach. Once again we were deceived by the bright ray of lights because we were shivering as we posed and took photos around the colorful beach houses. After gaining headache from the cold wind blow, I persuaded the rest to get some risottos at Topolinos on Fitzroy st, since it’s closer and they cook good pastas. None of them agreed with me (damn it), and my brother suggested that we could go to TGI’s Friday on Chapel st. The rest beamed with excitement, except me.

Not that I don’t enjoy their Jack Daniel’s burger or the tasty fried mac and cheese. I love them! But I just had them three nights ago. So yea I love them, but not that much.

Knowing fully well that you don’t go against three when you are alone, esp. when there’s your mom on the opposite party, I reluctantly conformed to their wish. Another Jack Daniel’s burger won’t hurt you, right?

Right.. I wish I didn’t eat all those chips. Though I left the top bun of the burger (so my burger should’ve been called “jack daniel’s open burger”) to decrease the portion, I still feel bloated. Up to this moment. I thank God for giving me another evening to enjoy good food, but I guess He also taught me about gluttony. And it didn’t feel nice. It’s yucky. Oh, another thing that happened at TGI (what was the first one? 0_o?) was that the waiting staff assigned for our table happened to forget putting in our order, and so we had to wait for an hour before we had our dinner. In response to this issue, TGI has given us four vouchers for free desserts for the next visit, two slices of black forest and a slice of brownie. All for free. =D

To settle the food down, we entered Borders, thinking that we could take our time and walked around before going home. And what happened was I found this big thick green book with an extremely familiar picture on the cover; a green lady in black and a pale lady in white. It was a behind-the-scene look at the hit broadway musical of WICKED! arrghh!! It only took couple of seconds before I grabbed the book and held it in my arm. hehe. It’s the american version, with the original casts so there’s no Lucy Durack or Amanda Harrison, but that’s alright cos the book has THE SCRIPT !! so I can actually read it again and again while playing the scenes in my mind. Yippie !!

Okey, now I sound like a maniac.

So, after that Wicked book, I grabbed other three books; one was a classic title by Jane Austen, one was a fiction which I believe was the source of Brad Pitt’s film ‘The Curious Case of Benjamin Button’ which is about to be released around Christmas, and the last one was for a Christmas gift. So I just spent $125 for books. Love the feeling *-*.

ouw crap. And I just remembered that I didn’t use Borders coupon of 35% discount for 4 books or more. ARGGH!

Should I return all the books to Borders tomorrow and buy them back with my coupon ? Do I sound very ‘cina’ now ? Bet I do.

alright. that’s all for today. Glad that I can actually finish writing up an entry. Will find some time to finish up the previous two uncompleted posts. And two drafts.

Oh. Am going to Gold Coast and Sydney from Tuesday, 25 Nov to 3 Dec. So I guess no entries or any completions will be done for at least 10 days.

Wishing you all a great week ahead ! God bless!


Imagine that this lovely red bowl has had 2 cups of cooked long grain rice in it, and considering the weather for the past 2 weeks,

what you would find around this time would be: a watery, yucky, moldy and colorful porridge with a distinctive fragrant of ‘tape(glutenous rice).

Long gone the precious commitment to write at least one post per week. meh.

today:rawon and bebek Old Kingdom!

*warning: this post is written in campuraduk between English and Indonesian. Confusions and bengong ditanggung sendiri*


Glorious food all around !! Inikah rasanya klo nganggur dan gatau harus ngapain *sigh. Maunya makaann terooss. Ntar klo gendut baru bingung, marah2, sering ngunjungin bathroom scale, sensi berat klo ada yg bilang (very likely Andre Bebek dan Chris Kang yg ngomong) “juk, lu tamba gemuk?”, ngerajuk ke my boyfriend “yank, klo aku tamba gendut kamu tetep sayang kan?”, and at the end trying to suppress all those discouraging comments by eating sweet desserts !!


But hey, let’s see this from the bright(-er) side. I’ve only got another month to enjoy what Melbourne has to offer before I’m flying back to my home country for a 3-month holiday, so I may say that I want to indulge in all those foods before departing home. Gah. what a weak, stupid, self-absorbed excuse. I crave to be thinner and healthier when I’m going back to Surabaya. But I don’t think I can achieve that when I also crave for big meals and sweets, can I.

Maybe I should start cooking. O shoot my mom’s coming next week! Babi hong, mie malayan, black pepper steak, bistik sapi, ayam hainan, rawon, macaroni schottel, sop merah, puding coklat pake fla *__________*

arrghh save me from this sweet misery!!

the first spill

alright ..

there are times when people have to stop whatever they’ve been doing for all these times, and evaluate themselves. Those times could be the chance for one to learn from mistakes, to be better or to start anew. While these ‘self-evaluation’ talks are commonly associated with end of semester and end of year discourses, I’d use the analogy to actually start a new blog site, this blog site, for me to be able to express myself better.

not that my old blogsite doesn’t serve the purpose well enough. It’s been excellent, actually, in accommodating my midnight rantings and reflections. It’s just that I’d like to try some new stuff before end of this year, and let this new blogging site be one of them =)

Now.. what I’m going to, or I should say, what I’m committed to do with this new site is to use every single buttons provided, including tags and insert buttons which I haven’t been using often enough throughout my three blogging years. Explorations!! The next thing is to customize the page, which I have little idea on how to achieve that, to represent my personal traits. The last, but certainly not the least, ‘promise’ I pledge upon setting up a new blog account is to be CONSISTENT. If I’m succeeded in keeping this particular promise, you will see at least one entry per week =) *fingers crossed*

It is time for the name of the blog. *drum rolls*

Why ‘red bowl’ ?

red, because I ? red =D my little eyes are always voluntarily drawn into any red object. One little thing to represent myself *grin*

BOWL, because I have more bowls than any household with 2 persons only would need. *trus kenapah*. Nah, that’s not my real reason. I use ‘bowl’ as it represents a medium, a place, a space for ANY KIND OF objects to be freely scattered around and safely sit in.
This blog is my medium, my place, my space, my very own bowl. I can and will talk about things that concerns me or don’t, as well as those little (and not-so-little) scribbles just to prove that I exist and alive hehe ..

And about the silver spoons,
hmm .. let’s just say I was being a bit philosophical when I came up with that. People perceive the world according to what they believe and what they know. Silver spoons talk about every little things that sum up life (the bowl), one spoon for one moment of life. My entries are my silver spoons, and you can slide your silver spoons into my bowl and contribute your thoughts. At the end we are filling the red bowl with things according to our attitudes, our believes and our reflections to create our own ‘bowls’.

Okay, enuf for the first spill. Time to go to bed!