My Saturday Adventure

It starts with M. My Saturday adventure started in the Morning (another M word) and went through to about 6:30 at night. It wasn’t the best adventure, and it had a low point, but it was an adventure, and more importantly it was Mine (M again).

The reason I am reminding you about the letter M in weird spots is because I didn’t make it to Mr Fitz, or any other places that started with M, unless you count Movies.

Part 1, intro to impro

I started the day by heading to an introduction to improv thing. On the way I had breakfast at a little place across the road from the location, that I can’t actually remember the name of.

I had a long black and a salmon and cream cheese bagel.

This is my food adventure still , so that is the bit I’m talking about. The improv course was good, and I am going to go and do a course, but back to the food.

The coffee was not bad, not great but average. The bagel itself was ok. I am not usually a fan of bagels, nothing against them just not what I usually reach for. The smoked salmon looked and tasted like the stuff you get in the packet from a supermarket. It had philadelphia cream cheese and green capers too. All up it was ok, when I managed to get a mouthful that contained a caper, some cream cheese and some salmon it was pretty good, but there were only a few of those bites.

After eating this I went in search of a slurpee to a Quick-E-Mart that no longer exists, so I wandered back to the place where the improv was and wound up a little lost.

Part 2, My Favourite Detour

After the improv intro I went home very briefly before heading to a place that has become one of my favourite restaurants, Detour.

It has 2 things I love about it.

1: It is about a 15 minute walk from my house, if I dawdle.

2: BEES, if you order the right dessert you get to eat BEES. Only 2 but that’s ok.

On Saturday I went in to get my favourite thing on their menu. I ordered Emu Tartare and Salt and Vinegar Beer Battered chips, and also Panna Cotta with the BEES for dessert. Ever since I had it the first time Emu Tartare became one of my favourite things to eat. This time was no different, even though the dish was.

When I first got it, the emu tartare was on a giant cracker. When you ate it, you’d break a bit off and make sure it’s got the emu tartare on it. The new way has the emu tartare on a plate and a small bowl of crisp polenta strips, which you are meant to put the emu on. Unfortunately I wound up with just the polenta strips. There is something I can’t resist about raw-ish emu, egg yolk and onion.

I have had the salt and vinegar beer battered  chips before too, this time they were better. I hate to admit this, but the first time I had them they weren’t that good. The first time they weren’t that crisp and the salt and vinegar flavour was mild. This time, straight off the bat, you could taste the salt and vinegar. They had a little bit of crunch to them, and were soft on the inside. I would have liked to have mixed the emu with one, but the emu wasn’t there anymore. I want more emu dammit.

All of this was followed by their panna cotta. I love the bees part of this. Bees are crunchy little balls of a little bit of sweet. Mixed with the flowers and panna cotta, they are a small burst of nectary sweetness. Only tiny, and it could be easily missed. If I could mix the bees with the mandarin gelato (I think that’s what it is it’s cold and mandarin flavour and awesome) from another dessert I would be in heaven.

Part 3 A small scandinavian festival

After Detour I went to a small Scandinavian Festival. If this is only their first or second festival, keep trying, please don’t give up.

I wandered around the whole thing twice in ten minutes. There wasn’t really a lot to see, and it looked like there were more coffee stalls and generic food stalls than there were scandinavian food stalls.

I saw a few scandinavian food stalls, but it was all stuff I have had at West End or the Rocklea markets. There was a viking display, that looked pretty good, but I was a bit late for that. After completing the second lap, I went to the movies.

Part 4 Finally the movies

Instead of trying to figure out what to do in the valley, until I was meant to go to Mr Fitz for ice cream, I went to the movies.

I went and saw IT, it’s not bad.

The only thing I ate when I was there was a large tub of popcorn. Movie Popcorn at that. I think I had finished the large tub about 30 minutes into the movie.

I am pretty sure that the degree of saltiness, from salt and butter, means that you should really get two drinks with this. My large drink was gone about a third of the way through. Make that three drinks. I prefer this kind of popcorn for movies at the cinema. I have had caramel popcorn before at the cinema, and I wind up with it everywhere. Buttered popcorn just goes in my mouth or on the floor. Sometimes it does fall on my clothes, but, unlike caramel popcorn, buttered popcorn just falls off. Caramel corn sometimes remains stuck until I go to fo my washing.

On that note I am off, have a good night everyone.