a bit of egg & a bit of jazz

Cam turned a big fat 3-0 last week and we celebrated in style (.... not!) at Shinju Teppanyaki Restaurant. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the concept of Teppanyaki dining, well firstly, you dont wear your best clothes. The chefs have a tendency of throwing the food at you, and if you have my level of hand-eye coordination skills, you'll end up wearing you food! Amongst other things, I was egged (raw, yolky.. blergh!) and riced, and smelled like rotten poo all night!






























The usual end result of a Teppanyaki night is a half full belly, stinky clothes, and oh, watch out for the mountains of food on the floor and walls!

*mmmmmmm yummy!*




Saturday was spent in a far more civilised way. My boyfriend and I had breakfast @ Manly, followed by a beautiful night of music & culture at Sydney Festival's Jazz in the Domain.





























The weather, which looked suspicious all day, cleared into an orange sunset, the perfect romantic backdrop ~ as romantic as it can get anyway, with me & 16 mates there, huddled amongst the thousands of other patrons ~ for the super sexy Brazillian tunes.