It's beginning to look a lot like Xmas...

...and our place smells of the divine Xmas tree we have up.  Brought from a tree farm @ Beveridge just outside of Melbourne, it's 7ft of gorgeous-ness!  Thanks goes out to J & A for the long drive out to purchase this handsome specimen and deliver it to our door ... you guys rock!   I have many fond memories as a kid going searching for the "perfect" tree down along the railway line, out to Tonimbuk, or wherever Dad thought he had spied some good looking sorts.  Of course it was illegal to cut down trees even back then so we usually done it around dawn, jumping out of the car with the axe and saw, chopping it down as quickly as we could, stuffing it in the vehicle and racing off before anyone saw us.  It was thrilling and terrifying all the same time.  I LOVED it!

I should update and advise that, sadly, we did not make it to Daylesford on the weekend.  My fault for not being motivated at an earlier hour on Sat morn ... we will do it one weekend very soon and I'll be sure to have pics of our meal @ Chowder House.  

We did however make it out for a late brunch on Sat, just to Nth Melbourne though.  It was probably close to 12.30 when we left home so young M was already tired and we were a bit dubious of how he might go.  We planned to go to Auction Rooms on Errol St in Nth Melbourne but the place was packed with a young and hip looking crowd and we didn't dare risk a scene with the tired M, so ended up at a much quietier cafe further up Errol called Cafe Krifi.  To be fair, M was an angel despite his tiredness and the food at Cafe Krifi was more than passable ... especially for a couple of Mum's who don't get out to cafes all that often anymore.  The smokey flavour of the tomatoes with my big brekky was particularly good, as was the home made baked beans with K's vegie breakfast.  M's fruit toast left us vowing to both get it if we ever returned ...delicious! 

My big brekky ...

K's vegie brekky...

M, our very well behaved (but tired) little boy...