Lattes’ dinnertime dilemma

Following on from the last post, there’s a few reasons for lattes wasting the food they buy because they eat out so much. Sometimes there are difficult decisions to be made.

There’s just so much to do in Sydney. Why live here if you don’t see and do everything you can? Really, it can be hard for Sydneysiders to eat at home. Yes, well-prepared lattes would think ahead and pack a lunch but packed lunches aren’t really Sydney.  Let alone packed dinners.

There’s also the time it takes to get around, particularly by public transport. So for the hungry latte skipping down Oxford Street at dinner time on her way to see a movie at the Academy Twin, she really has to think about her priorities.

She could skip the movie, and take two trains and a bus to arrive home an hour later and start chopping.

On the other hand, she’s right beside the Snakebean Asian Diner, a place she’s heard good things about for ages but never tried. Green papaya salad’s on the menu, it’s cheap and there’s tables free.

What’s a latte to do? She wants to cook her own meals with the fresh greens in her fridge, but surely she can’t be expected to miss the movie?

Sydney lattes face some terrible dilemmas.

October 12, 2009 at 11:08 pm 1 comment

Leave the bananas up north

Great article this week by Debra Jopson in the SMH“Sydney’s $1b rubbish bin”.
The article stated that the $603 million worth of fresh produce that householders in Sydney throw out every year is close to the $660 million combined income of all the farms in the metropolitan basin. And that’s without the leftovers.

So Sydneysiders with big recipe collections, backyard pizza ovens, and kitchens full of tagines and bamboo steamers may be too busy to cook the fresh food we’ve bought from our local farmers market.

There’s so many cheap cafes in Sydney that it’s easier to grab something from them then go home, face up to the empty wok and start chopping.

And a lot of us are racing around town so much that we’re not home often anyway. When dinner time comes and that great place we’ve read about in “Good Living” is close by, in we race.

However, much of the fresh food Sydneysiders throw away travels a long way to Sydney, from places where it may not be available to the people who live there.

My friends in North Queensland tell me that it can be a battle for them to find much food to buy at all from the supermarket, and that’s almost the only place they can shop.

A lot of the vegetables and fruit grown there are bought by Woolworths and Coles and sold down south. While Sydneysiders are complaining about how expensive bananas are, they may not be able to buy bananas at all.

But do we really need to bring fruit and vegetables in from north Queensland and other places?

Wouldn’t it make more sense to increase the amount of land available for market gardens outside Sydney, buy the food they produce and leave the North Queensland people some bananas to eat?

Particularly given that we throw so much of their food away.

October 10, 2009 at 11:41 pm Leave a comment

Getting used to latte time

When you’re meeting someone for coffee, what do you think about beforehand? Maybe what you’ll talk about while you catch up? Maybe the business you’ll be doing with them? The weather so you know what to wear? Maybe you’ve never met them so you’re wondering how you’ll know them?

But to plan when to arrive at the cafe, if you’re a Brisbane person meeting a Sydney person, there’s something else to consider.

In this case, don’t hurry. Brisbane people have a tendency to think that if they’re meeting someone at 5pm, they need to be there at 5pm.

A Sydney person, on the other hand, will happily turn up at 5.15pm or 5.30pm or so, strolling along to the meeting relaxed and at ease. They will feel perfectly ok and would be terribly taken aback if anyone suggested they’d arrived late. Late, them? Where did you get that idea?

If they arrive at 5.45pm or later, they might laughingly tell you all about the contretemps that delayed them. It will usually be a complicated story that stresses how complex and busy their life is, how much in demand they are and how difficult it is for them to fit in everything that’s asked of them, so you must realise they’ve really done well to turn up at all!

They will be gently amused to hear that the person they’re meeting had arrived at 5pm. Or even worse, 4.50pm, to make sure they weren’t late. Noone, but noone, actually arrives on time in Sydney.

Unless they’re a Brisbane person. So if you see someone standing outside a cafe in Glebe Point Road for 30 or 45 minutes looking at their watch and up the street, it’s just possible they’re a pawpaw waiting for a latte, and they are taking a while to learn the local ways.

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