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This is what a really clean lizard looks like…

Clean Lizard

Meanwhile, we had to go to the Korean supermarket at Eastwood to buy gyoza skins and a few other essential items…

Korean Supermarket

While at Eastwood, we noticed that the Maroo Korean BBQ restaurant is no more! It is now ‘Surasang’. Although Maroo was once one of our favourite restaurants, it had slipped in the last couple of years to the point where we decided not to go there any more. But we might try this new one some time…

Surasang - Formerly Maroo

Yuko Outside Surasang

After breakfast at Firefly, we drove over to Eastwood to visit the Korean shop. Yuko likes to go there to buy things that are almost like Japanese. In fact, it has everything you need…

I wheeled the trolley while Yuko filled it up with Korean goodies. This means we will be able to eat Gyoza and Suki-yaki in the next few days. It was very exciting indeed…

Yuko came to the city to meet me for lunch at Shiki – a Japanese restaurant which is located very close to my place of work. We had very nice view of the passing crowds from our table by the window. THe food was also very nice…

In the evening we visited Mother. She said her operation will be next Tuesday (two weeks after it was originally scheduled). Our visit was interrupted by a nurse who wanted to do medical procedure on Mother. Thus, I didn’t even have time to take a picture.

Later, I did some grocery shopping. As I was returning to my car, someone called out my name in the dark. I thought my time had come… and I was going to suffer retribution for some past act. However, it turned out to be a former co-worker whom I periodically run into in that very car park. I took a picture of him, but it was a bit too dark to record an accurate image.

We had a short conversation in which he spoke of his wretched life and the futility of his existence.

Blurred former co-worker

Riverview has had a spruce-up – making it even more dandy.

The school for tiny people, which has been an ugly  construction site for several months, has opened! It’s called ‘Mirrabrook’. I even saw a couple of kids in there. However it doesn’t look like it’s overcrowded.

Meanwhile, elswhere in Riverview, workers have been doing stuff… they have built a new bridge across a 5cm dip in the bush track, and they’ve painted the gazebo – I assume to give the graffiti artists some fresh space to draw…

New Bridge

Gazebo

Then, we went to Maroo…

Maroo

The main reason we go to Maroo is so that Yuko can shop at the nearby Korean supermarket…

Yuko with Korean groceries

On Lucky Day I mentioned how Yuko went to hassle a plum supplier about her bulk order. Well, today the delivery came through and the house is plum-bound. The pictures below show only a fraction of the plums…

Epitome

Yuko has placed an order for 10kg of plums which she intends to pickle. The plums have not yet arrived, but she wanted to go to the supplier today to harass and intimidate them in the hope that the shipment will arrive sooner. The supplier is located in the Artarmon Japanese enclave. When we arrived, there was frenetic activity because today was ‘Lucky Day‘ at the Lucky Mart. Yuko went to the plum supplier and took most of my cash. I was left with only $5 in my wallet! The plums are still in transit.

Lucky Mart

Lucky Day

It’s Tuesday again – so we went to The Dome again. Yuko met me in the QVB at 6.20pm.

Yuko waiting in the QVB

The Dome is on the upper level of the ArtHouse Hotel, which is in this old building. Apparently they still do art there sometimes. I heard that they recently held a painting workshop in the restaurant with nude models on the tables. Unfortunately we missed it!

The Arthouse - Dome inside

Tonight they gave us a ‘Golden Gift’. It’s a sealed envelope which, if we bring it on our next visit, will entitle us to something of material value. Obviiously this is just a scam to entice us to come back, but nevertheless it’s very exciting.

You can' beat a golden gift

On the way back to the car, we pass this little Asian supermarket in Pitt Street. Yuko can’t resist going in and buying a variety of strange foods.

When a shop or restaurant claims to be Korean, it’s Korean. When it claims to be Korean and Japanese, it’s Korean. When it claims to be Japanese, it’s Korean or possibly Japanese. Therefore, this one must me Korean…

Korean Supermarket