First We Eat, Then We Do Everything Else

Welcome to Hannah and Sheena’s weekend of eating, part two.

We started out ticking an item off my list: The Kettle Black, in South Melbourne. It took all the willpower in the world not to buy one of those donuts [we were insanely full from Mum’s hotcakes – yes, I had to help her].IMG_5784
Isn’t it just the most beautiful building? IMG_5786 IMG_5790
Giving our stomachs a small break, we wandered up to the National Gallery of Victoria to check out Masterpieces the Hermitage; showcasing some of Catherine the Great’s art collection. It was such a wonderful exhibition, with pieces from all sorts of places and time periods. What I loved most though, were the bright colours that each room had been painted, which is not something you see in every gallery.IMG_0715IMG_0717IMG_5792IMG_5793
Mum took me to her favourite spot, the South Melbourne Markets. With a nail bar, Chinese massage and cheap dumplings, I quickly fell in love.IMG_5795
Just up the road from the Markets is the most amazing Patisserie, Bibelot. We grabbed a couple of cakes to take back to the hotel for dessert, best decision ever!IMG_5805
Mum opted for the Blood Orange, Chocolate and Coffee, while I chose my favourite flavours (that never disappoint!) – Peanut Caramel. These little cakes were absolute perfection, almost too pretty to bite into. Once you did however, you realize that there are four different layers within the cake. It was such a dream to eat this, and I willingly felt sick for the rest of the night.IMG_0720IMG_5804
The aptly named Rooftop Bar, where we enjoyed our final beverage inspecting the city from a different view.
We ended our trip with a cold drip coffee and bite from an old favourite, and meandered down Chapel Street picking up Christmas presents and wearing ourselves out for the flight home.

Thank you to my lovely mother for a very full trip, I had the best time exploring with you!
I know I mention it a lot on this blog, but we are so similar it hurts. From discovering that we both love our pillows to be as flat as possible [so you can scrunch the corner and out your arm underneath] to stopping at a traffic light and realising we stand the exact same way, I am well and truly my mother’s daughter.

Here’s to plenty more adventures together.


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