Sunday, 12 August 2012

The Lord said something about Sunday and rest!!

When I was young I distinctly remember sitting with other children in a small timber room off the side of our local Church. Here we listened to our large, friendly Sunday School teacher telling us  many scriptures from the bible. One that holds some water is that the Sabbath should be a day of rest. Well for me it is more like the day of refresh and routine.
As you know I have many students' from many countries who share my home and each group of "children" seem to take on  their own "energy". This means that I can often be making huge breakfasts of eggs, bacon, toast, mushrooms etc. that would make any Hobbit envious, or other times the house will be silent till late in the day when they emerge from their rooms in various states of sobriety.
Either way I love my Sunday routine as it starts my day off as a re-charge, I get up mostly a little after the sun peeks through my blinds, which is usually around 6.30am. Jump out of bed, feed an urging cat and bolt down to the Nundah farmers' market. Now my particular market is only little maybe a dozen stalls, so there isn't the competitive edge that others have, but it does lend itself to that family type feel. Still the fruit and veg is super fresh and more than enough for me to fill my fridge for the week to come. Each Sunday lends itself to what my meal options will be and this week says vegetable ragout, crispy salty Kale chips, fresh strawberries soaked in Grand Manier dusted with icing sugar, and something with those funky purple carrots.

After I roam through this hallowed ground I sneak up to the local Restaurant called Jam where I sit in the sun, read the morning paper and sip my Soy Flat White. Occasionally I stay there and get a very decadent breakfast of eggs and very, very occasionally I order something that usually widens the small eyes of a child near me. Today was toasted Waffles with caramel banana sauce, strawberries and vanilla ice-cream, you should have seen to 6 year girl and her face when it came to my table. Needless to say that is Exactly what she coaxed her mum into buying for her too.
As I said this is my re-charge day, one where I don't care what my children from around the planet are up to. Today is all about me!!

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