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Convent Bakery Opens for a moment

I went to the bakery today. Photos are delayed by circumstances within my control. It is looking good, open especially for today, and then opening for good in about 3 weeks. The transformation from when I last peered through the window was quite remarkable. Some expense has been incurred in the fitout, and it is a commercial looking enterprise, but it maintains a bit of the Convent’s otherworldliness to set it apart. It was thronged with Taste of Slow folk today, but it is going to be a good place to get breakfast on weekends, and should be placed firmly on the recreational cyclists’ list of coffee en route options. I bought some bread, heavy dense stuff which retained its just-out-of-the-oven heat for over an hour.  Its success is critical to the financial viability of the Convent. Continue reading “Convent Bakery Opens for a moment”

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The Richmond Market

Miss K and I went shopping at the Richmond Market in Gleadall St (home too of the Richmond Leisure Centre). When I was young, and was convinced by some subterfuge that pulling a market trolley for my father was an excitement to be looked forward to, there was a time when he gave up going to the Queen Victoria Market in favour of the closer Gleadall St Market. I was not impressed. Now I like it a lot. It is a plainer affair than the Queen Vic, but has everything one might need, including the pictured cafe: vegetables at real prices (spinach $1.90 instead of $3.80 at the supermarket, potatoes priced in cents not dollars per kilo), coffee, pastries, bread, fish, flowers, dried things, fruit. It’s open from 7 a.m. until 12.30 p.m. on Saturdays. Enquiries 9205 5555.

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Lentil As Anything

Well folks, I had my camera with me this time, and I actually ate there. This is what it looks like. It is an unusual place. That is a good thing. It is not a restaurant run by an anarchist collective which comes across as a hip cafe. Obviously there are reasons people pay good money to go to slick cafes, but this place has its charms. Continue reading “Lentil As Anything”