Melbourne 2

Story for yawns:

I don't usually have much trouble sleeping. It can be anywhere- on the train, bus, car, stiff bed, floor, table... how it works is, I don't usually get consistent hours of sleep, nor do I have a sleeping pattern to follow. Similar to meals- i.e. eat when hungry, I sleep when I'm tired. Usual case is, sleepy at 3pm but unable to sleep due to work, get home thinking yea I'll have an early night, end up 3am wide awake.

People who say they can't sleep when it's not their own bed, I can't relate to that because I'm usually so tired by the time I get around to sleeping, it's pretty much KO as soon as I hit the bed. Or the bus. Or wherever I am that allows rest. Funny thing is the dreams that come with this kind of sleep. Sometimes, it might be a doze that lasts only 5 minutes in reality, but with the dream that accompanies it? Feels like hours.

The stay in Melbourne was pretty comfortable. I had my 4 pillows (perfect number) the whole time, a heater/air con and a spacious bathroom. Except I had that odd dream of loose teeth that everyone gets. Some say that indicates indecisiveness about a problem in real life, others say I'm hiding something, or that I'm grieving loss, or that I need to loosen up. 

Whatever it is, I made sure to be extra vigilant when brushing my teeth the next morning. Don't judge- I like to take things literally.

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Alright! Back on track. Exciting times ahead because we went back to Little Lonsdale Street. I never blogged about my previous trip to Melbourne before this one. I went on my own because someone ditched me on that trip. That's story for a rainy day I think, but it was a wonderful experience and it was then that I discovered Little Lonsdale Street and the quaint cafes that dotted along it.

1pm

1000£ Bend is one of the ones that I wanted to visit, but did not get a chance to, so here we are! Their "Sadamo" cold drip was beautiful, as was their chai (funny how the waitress clarified with me that it was just chai and not soy chai). Their spice blend for chai was perfect.

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2pm

And for lunch, it was a trip down to an old Victorian mansion called Epocha (set in Montefiore House). Imagine everything you know about butlers and this is the experience you get there. Impeccable professional service of the waiter- from hanging up one's coat, to the small chat of how was your day thus far in crisp, clear voice, and the impressive taking of our rather large order without relying on anything but his memory. If you're not a big fan of European style food, at least go for the fine service.

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Dim lighting means I had a terrible time with Stanley, who refused to focus but he tried hard. Our entire lunch consisted of: chicken liver pate; crispy pigs ears; swordfish carpaccio with grapefruit and caperberries; charred quail with grape, walnut and radicchio; lamb backstrap with peas, bacon and cos lettuce, accompanied by charred broccoli with roast garlic. Needless to say, the food was amazing, and definitely not as costly as we expected it to be. Think it was around the $20 mark pp? For such quality food and faultless service, Epocha made a damn good impression.

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4pm

Of course, when in Melbourne, one has to visit the famous chocolatier, Koko Black. Unavailable in Sydney, this chocolate store is by no means ordinary. It has established a name for itself, known for its dark chocolates. While the price speaks for itself (a bag of hot chocolate shavings? $20), this is quality high end chocolate you are getting.

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Their desserts can rival any other chocolatier we have in Sydney. Move aside, Guylian and Lindt. And don't even mention Oliver Brown or Max Brenner- completely different level guys.

This is taking longer than I expected. Attention span all used up, I need to read some Shingeki no Kyojin in bed before continuing. Next up: Melbourne 3?

We'll see.