Sunday ramblings

Many have commented lately on my quietness on the blog. They’re correct. I have been quiet. I think I’m like many who have stopped a lot of their usual spending and eating out, and questioned themselves about whether or not they should go out for a meal, especially when I myself have a perfectly good array of food at home in my pantry, fridge and freezer.

Over the last few years I have eaten out, and reviewed, at least one venue per week. I set myself a high precedent, especially for these economic crisis days. Much as it pains me to desist, I have to be prudent. I have to curb my previous attitude of ‘let tomorrow take care of itself’. I must return to my thrifty childhood memories of going without personal pleasures, and batten down the hatches. I must be frugal – much to the delight, I'm sure, of fellow blogger Whitey, the master of frugality.

So – I apologise to all. I can’t write just for the sake of writing. I must feel the passion. So, if I’ve got nothing to say on any particular day, that’s how it is. I have a few places in my sights to eat at, but am measuring my forays out into the world of restaurants, and stacking it up against the bills I have to pay this week! What a sad way to live, but unfortunately, c’est la vie!

Meanwhile, it’s sounding good at the former Café Mojo in South Hobart, now rebranded as Infusion, operating under the care and love of Vanidols owner, and doing weekend breakfasts. General feelings of bonhomie abound, both with staff and customers. I like it. I will be eating there soon, I promise.