Running East

It’s been four months since I’ve been back. Unbelieveable huh?

Of course I miss New York – but not in the ways I expected. Most days I’m working so much I don’t have time to think about anything else anyway. (EVERYONE works like mad here…my friend Khor Peng says he’d like to cut down his hours – to 12. Carrie goes back into her office practically every weekend.)

So, a couple of nights ago, I’m lying in bed, about to fall asleep, when this image of NY Route 134 – my drive home from Somers to Ossining – just slams into me. And there’s this sudden, intense longing inside my gut. For what, I don’t really know.

I’m trying to get back into some of the routine I had in NY – the running, the tennis, …oh jeez it’s humid here. I barely do 3km and I’m drenched. DRENCHED. I do 5km and it feels like a major accomplishment. Don’t know if I’ll ever be able to do another half marathon. At least this close to the equator.

And – I found a running group that meets every Saturday on East Coast Park. But they run pretty late. 8am. It gets hot. My ideal is right before 7. And I run along the beach listening to Leonard Lopate podcasts on my new nano (my old iPod isn't working so well). It’s not quite the same as running in Central Park (see photo), but still…

Of course, I’m trying to replicate one of my favourite NY staples here – FOOD! Cool restaurants but without the attitude. And there are more and more good restaurants sprouting up here. Now if the wait staff were as good as the chefs…

So, last night I organized a dinner party at one of the hottest new restaurants in town – PS Café. (For review, check out Chubby Hubby’s blog at http://www.chubbyhubby.net/2005/12/new-it-restaurant-in-town.html) It was tough enough getting a reservation. But the REAL tough part was trying to get some kind of a gender balance. Also wanted to make sure I didn’t put together a table where everyone already knew everyone else. Anyway, the place, the food, and company, turned out to be great. So, all the agro was worth it.

Plus my friend Carolyn brought along her friend Charles, who’s a PASTRY chef. SCORE! Can’t wait to try out the stuff in his shop.

The weirdest thing is, you know what I really, really, miss? The weekend Metro North train rides along the Hudson into the City, with the Sunday NY Times and especially the Sunday Times mag for company. 

Schmoozing in Sydney

Spent Australia Day in Sydney a couple of weeks ago (Jan 26th).

Food was great, guys were cute, and running in 20something degrees celcius and very very low humidity around Darling Harbour was terrific.

Oh - and a waiter tried to convince me to have Lambingtons for breakfast in honour of Australia Day, but I settled for toast, jam and cappucino instead. I'm not quite into having coconut-covered chocolatey cake for breakfast yet. Plus, I think it was Australian humour.

Sydney's always had great restaurants: innovative chefs incorporating cooking styles and ingredients from the many ethnicities living there, fresh ingredients, cool restaurant design and terrific service.

NY Times late last year had a feature on how the best food in the world is now in Sydney. It's also gotten a lot more expensive in the time I've been away - can't have it both ways I guess. Sydney's now one of the costliest places in the world to buy property.

Ate at:
Est - http://www.miettas.com/Australia/New_South_Wales/Sydney/Est.html
Consistently listed as one of Sydney's top restaurants.

Sugarroom - dinner was good, but dessert was even better. We had actually finished dinner and was on the way out the door when a Japanese co-worker reminded us that we hadn't had dessert yet so we went back in.

Ripples - right under the Sydney Harbour Bridge with a great view of the Sydney Opera House.