Life is full of many things to be thankful for and today, I extend humble gratitude to my blog readers and visitors for still popping in even though they must be sick of reading about how time poor I am lately. I’m still enjoying many foodie adventures (like Taste of Perth recently) but the spare time to blog about them hasn’t been forthcoming. I did however buy a pressure cooker this month so I’m looking forward to experimenting a little over winter. Of course, the Thermomix still has its pride of place but I feel a power combo could be in the making!
While on the topic of spare time (or lack thereof), blogging is not the only thing that’s suffered of late. My husband and I have barely had the time (or inclination, or energy…) to take ourselves out on regular date nights this year. We used to need about four or five babysitters on speed-dial but we barely enlist the help of one at the moment. We actually ditched plans one Saturday night earlier this month and my poor little girl cried. She wanted to be babysat! We felt so bad for her that we asked our sitter to come back Sunday afternoon and forced ourselves to go out.
Actually, as I had been wanting to take my husband out for a Sunday Session in Freo for ages, this worked out rather well. As a blogger, I’d also made a decision to be more hyperlocal and check out the growing number of cool places to eat and drink in our own neck of the woods. I love that Perth in general is heaving with activity these days but it makes more sense than ever before to treasure the town I grew up in. Freo’s just a stone’s throw away (especially when we get into our new house) and not having to travel too far, as sad as it may be, is becoming a consideration for us.
So the first place I took my oblivious husband to was The Mantle. Touted as a ‘new social experience’, this old warehouse on Beach Road is currently home to Alter Ego, Don Tapa and Magna Pizza. I say currently since the concept of The Mantle is to offer a collaborative space for pop-up restaurants that don’t have a permanent home. Since rent anywhere in Perth is astronomical these days, sharing space like this sounds like a good idea.
As my husband was a little sceptical of autentico Argentine cuisine, we decided to go to the Alter Ego bar for a pre-supper drink. The cosy space was just perfect for a couple of parents who hadn’t had much time to talk lately, other than to coordinate offspring pick-ups and drop-offs. There’s nothing like an exotic cocktail to shake of the … suburbia! My husband was suitably impressed by the selection of rum that wasn’t Bacardi or Havana Club. We weren’t massively hungry yet so ordered a serve of Don Tapa’s yuca chips. I had no idea cassava is so tasty!