Every once in a while, we wear our nicest dresses, head out to a fancy pansy restaurant and eat well. This month’s place of choice was Broth on Duxton Hill. An Australian cuisine restuarant - which means fresh produce, large chunks of meat and fish cuts, tasty and rich desserts … and the best crusty bread I have ever eaten in my life!

Ginette is gleeful at her steak find - the ubiquitous tabasco sauce rears its ugly head…

Peishan with a fresh cut of pan-fried salmon sitting on top of a bed of amazing potato salad

Pork cutlet in cream sauce with star anise - Yummy!

So full! Peister has all the pics…when she gets them up, I will post it here.

By the time we got to dessert, I was much too unfocused to take any more pictures but can u blame me?!?!

…a family sized pack of Hello Pandas!!!

Multiple pictures are for candid moments, or for those that have no idea they are being snapped.(See poorly constructed facial expressions as example) - like i only pose for pictures totally! In case you were wondering that’s Douglas’ ass in Frame 4 - thank god we don’t see anymore of it >:) - some might need to go into therapy as a result - oh wait, that would be my ass in that scenario…

With enough of these shots, I think I can piece together one of those reality programs title, ‘My Life’, where I bitch about my childhood, experiences with random relationships and mack on about the foibles of my existence. MTV would like it, it would certainy be better than an episode of Yo Mama, which is apalling as hell. The jokes there are so weak, even a 90 year old could lift more weights. See, that’s an example of a Yo Mama type joke. So unfunny. And it isn’t even made better with the cutesy Mexican host from That 70’s show.

But one should not over-contemplate…anyways, doesn’t my baptism dress rock? J’adore!