I haven’t lived there for years, but deeply embedded in my psyche are a few things which are a result of growing up in South Australia. I have an unwavering affection for Fruchocs, Kitchener buns, and yiros. I secretly blame Queensland and New South Wales for ruining the Murray-Darling basin. Colin Thiele is my literary hero.
And I still pronounce chance ‘chahnce’, example ‘exahmple’ and transfer ‘trahnsfer’.
South Australia is like my best friend from high school; we share memories, we will always be connected, but we don’t see each other often.
I currently live in Perth (Western Australia). I don’t love Perth like I love South Australia; my feelings are less deep-abiding-friendship and more passionate-holiday-romance.
My niece and my mother visited us last week. We shared some of our Favourite Places and the crush I have on Perth got stronger.
Most of my Favourite Places are in Fremantle…
Theobroma Coffee Lounge (what’s not to love about good coffee and a red stiletto made from chocolate?!):
Fremantle Markets (always good shopping, people-watching and food; including South Australian mettwurst and the glorious mystery that is fritz):
South Beach put on some spectacular winter weather. Hours were spent walking on rocks, digging holes, and enjoying sunshine on shoulders.
When we ventured away from Freo, we enjoyed the always excellent beverages, creative gifts and friendly folk at Kookery in Subiaco:
And King’s Park. Glorious, fun, and something for everyone in any weather:
My family make my heart smile.
When I can explore a city I love and drink good coffee while I’m with my family, life is probably as close to perfect as it can be.
I can order Fruchocs online now, so if I find yiros in Perth as good as those in Adelaide…well, there’s a chahnce I could live here happily ever after.