Oh Cheese, I Miss You

Cheese, I have never had nothing but love for you. Why do you hate me now?
Today, at morning tea, I had some pizza bread covered in cheese. (I may have had a lil bit of cream cake too…) Less than an hour later my body let me know that it will not be tricked into re-entering a relationship with dairy.
Sigh.

Mine! Mine!

Sitting at Lake Wanaka enjoying a delicious lunch I made the mistake of feeding a tiny bit of bread to a cute, tiny, bird. Immediately the seagulls gathered. Then one dive bombed my burger from behind me.
I had to eat around the area it had grabbed at. Too good to waste.

Fruit of the Dragon

This week a truly important milestone occurred in the Pigalina household – Mr Pigalina gained his 10,000 fruit chopped achievement in Fruit Ninja, which was the last to be gained.
Dragon fruit are worth extra points. It seems that the supermarket thinks so too, charging $8.19 each. We are yet to taste it.

Bacon + Maple Syrup + Beer = Delicious?

When I first spotted Rogue Voodoo Donut – Bacon Maple Ale while in Wellington I immediately thought of our Canadian friend Aaron.
Today we finally cracked it open for a taste. It smelled and tasted a bit smoky and there was a definite tinge of bacon. I had expected if to taste saltier.

Two sips was enough for me, only one sip for Katie. Mr Pigalina and Aaron polished off the rest declaring it “disgusting at first – but then you get used to it.” Good to try but I don’t think any of us will be rushing out for more!

No Wheat to Eat

The Shredded Wheat is imported from England with a huge “Only £1.89” emblazoned on the front just to rub in how over-priced they are in NZ. Due to the shortage I have saved some money this week, substituting my wheat fix with a $2.99 bag of rice bubbles.

It’s My Party and I’ll Cry if I Want to

Surprise party today to celebrate Mr Pigalina’s Aunt and Uncle turning 60. As they walked in and everyone started singing Aunty N burst into tears. And looked very distraught.
Luckily that passed quickly and the Chinese banquet began. Not only were the Pigalinas at the table with a few children (smaller appetites) there were also a number of fish haters – meaning more delicious lemon fish for us.