Breakfast

Being here four days (it already seems like forever) means I have many, many updates, since I could write on and on about the smell of the water and the color of the sky just because they're so new. Unfortunately, I don't currently have time to do that, so this will have to suffice.

I'm currently living in a hotel until my coworker moves out on Friday and I take over his apartment for a while. This is lovely because someone makes my bed and picks up my clothes and folds them. I am excited to actually unpack, but that will come soon enough. 

One of the other great things about the hotel (I have a cool view over Darling Harbour for the sunset, so that's nice) is that I get breakfast in the hotel restaurant. Since this is Sydney, the clientele comes from all over - Oz, Europe, America, Asia. As a consequence, the buffet has to cater to all types. There's always yogurt, some kind of hot egg dish, pancakes or waffles, and fruit. Then there are also what Americans think of as "lunch meat" - salami, turkey, etc. - that's eaten in the morning in many parts of Europe, along with bread products. In Oz apparently everyone eats mushrooms and tomatoes at all times, so those are available along with potatoes and has browns, and cold cereal. Finally, there is miso soup and congee, along with rice and assorted toppings. 

My typical breakfast has evolved to something like this:

• coffee
• orange juice
• kiwi fruit
• melon
• croissant or mini muffin
• eggs or bacon (somehow I never get these at the same time)
• hash browns
• a few slices of salami
• miso soup
• pickled ginger

I'm not really sure how this happened, but I'm a big fan of the "soup for breakfast" option and want something like that in the States. I think it's because when I wake up I want to eat something but I'm not really awake enough to chew yet. That's the soup theory and I'm standing by it (and potentially making it happen after I move out of this hotel).