Will I ever get to the bottom of Melbourne’s funkiness? Probably not. Clearly CJ and I will never be able to return to Perth. There’s just too much going on: too many restaurants and cafés to visit, too many shops with notices in the window insisting I enter. Like Gertrude St in Collingwood/Fitzroy. I’ve only just discovered the joy that is Gertrude Street. Take Industria for example. It sells ex-industrial furniture, old medical equipment and vintage medical models and diagrams, chemistry equipment, vintage maps and even vintage clothing, jewellery and accessories. Um, Perth doesn’t have shops like this.
You can even get a decent decaf from Arcadia on Gertrude St (although I hear Birdman Eating are good too), and that’s saying something. A decent decaf is ridiculously hard to find. The best by a long shot is from Cornershop in Yarraville, who do THE best soy decaf (with the almighty Bon Soy as the soy milk du jour) ever. My other great love in Yarraville (apart from The Sun cinema and Plump of course), is the newly opened Green Collective, an awesome shop that sells second-hand designer label clothes for $25 and under and a great collection of fair trade and green products. They have free fruit in the store that people from the neighbourhood bring in, and they’re basically a pretty awesome bunch of people. If you pay them a visit soon you can grab some grapefruit from our tree that’s been exploding with fruit in our yard for the past month!
Our other great love so far is Balzari in Carlton whose Chestnut Cjalsons with montasio cheese filled pasta with sage and muscatel burro cotto (cooked butter) is so good it just about makes you cry. Go there. Eat it. Now.
Next weekend we’re off to explore Northcote… without the wallet methinks.