Green grass, I had a good grope

Te Whiti park, Lower Hutt

One of the tactile experiences I miss so much in Korea is grass. A dense mat of green, tangled Kentucky rye grass and another combination of grass type made up the grass at the park that also served as a sports ground too.  Compare that to the conditions I play cricket in Korea is that a sandy gritty surface greet your hands and knees every time you go to stop a ball. Ouch. Give me grass burn everytime.

The Hutt Recreation ground

Whiteholes, parks and sunsets

IMG_5387 Waiwhetu stream
Waiwhetu stream

Taken in Te Whiti park, Waiwhetu, a Suburb of Lower Hutt. Without  a hill to stand on, and hills backing off on to me, the park presented the best solution to shooting the horizon. The effect of the high altitude clouds makes this sunset look futuristic, a sun set to supernova or a swirling white hole.

IMG_5437 The phoenix

A barbie but, no Ken

One of the great traditions that holds true in New Zealand (and probably the rest of the world) is the outdoor barbecue. Formerly done over coals or wood, now-days it’s done with a gas burner. 100% reliable since having a fire at which you can regulate the heat of, virtually takes the guess work out of the cooking. In less technological days, barbecue plates were wood-fired. If there was no oil, a suitable lubricant for the hotplate was beer. It stopped the meat burning until the fat started melting.

Something to nibble on, it was flaky and crusty

Memories of myself running down from where I used to work in Naenae,  to the bakery to get my lunch of a meat pie and a coke. Years later, the location is different but, the taste and sensations  (of a boiling hot and gelatinous pie filing oozing out of the pastry)  remain the same. The hot filing, which had a slight peppery taste along with the flaky, buttery pastry was delicious. All that was missing was the tomato sauce. I very rarely have sauce, you might say I’m a bit of a purist.

Red flowers, disco balls

A Christmas tree like no other really. With the help of their mum, my two neices, aged very young, but still old enough to cause a sizable amount of mayhem, put together this Christmas tree. It even comes with its own disco ball.

New Zealand has its own type of Christmas tree, the Pohutukawa. It’s red needled flowers that bloom in December of each year, giving it’s name.

Checked off the to-do list, had a guts-full

IMG_0705-1The gastronomic tour of New Zealand started with a gourmet hamburger (with roquefort cheese, more about this later) and fish and chips for dinner. All very nice. Even if the spirit is willing, the flesh was weak, as my lower intestine had told me later on.

Today’s Kiwi-fare was Pavlova. Since it’s inception in the 1920’s, it’s been embroiled in a trans-Tasman brawl over who thought it up first. But as the picture atests, it’s a dessert made with egg white and sugar, topped off with fresh cream and fruit. It tasted delicious. I even ate all of the cream too.

Further reading into it’s history and making can be found here and here.

Wet tech, a better bottom line?

CasemarineEDITNo longer is technology aimed at the übergeek, but a more widespread audience. Well maybe, advertising has always been about the bottom line. But on closer examination of the product, who needs a waterproof harddrive case smartphone case? That would also mean that the laptop you’re using it from is also waterproof. Panasonic does indeed sell a ruggedized laptop, but I hope that the strings on the bikini are taut enough when it comes the time to use the harddrive her smartphone.