The Monday began with brunch at the charmingly cosy The Hardware Sociéte, where we enjoyed a nice moderately priced brunch, consisting of baked eggs, sourdough bread, honey chai lattes and liquorice and peppermint infused tea. To say business was good would be an understatement - my friends and I had to wait for more than thirty minutes on a public holiday to get a table. Service was great and the "hipster" vibe of the place certainly shone through.
I shall now spare you the painful details of our trek towards the house. Let's just say that it involved an hour long train ride to Frankston, running to and missing the bus by ten seconds, a taxi ride to the wrong place and an uphill hike with probably ten kilograms of luggage strapped to carry.
Despite the lack of a stove, we managed to subsist on the outdoor barbeque. Our recently apprenticed chef friend Aledin (who starts work at Epicure this Monday) acted as our resident chef for the week, whipping us up some delectably budget meals, including a lovely chicken salad with a perfectly balanced balsamic dressing and also a salmon steak, served rustic and complemented by a side salad.
The trip turned out to be quite an amazing one. Mills Beach was wonderfully refreshing, and despite the overall cold and windy weather for an Australian summer on certain days of our holiday, there were brief interludes of warm sunny weather. One of the many perks of renting out a beach house is escaping to the beach late at night and staying there until even later, knowing your bed is just a five minute walk away.
There was also birthday cake! Reluctantly (for fear of ruining the owner's house), we decked out the house in black streamers and black balloons (because of the goth-inspired theme of the party), bought a bottle of sparkling wine and enjoyed the party junk food with a small slice of chocolate cake.
So all in all, the trip was really memorable and a way to let loose before the start of university life. Speaking of university, forgot to mention that I got into biomedicine at The University of Melbourne (emphasis on the 'The') and signed up for the first year (or freshmen for all you Americans) camp. That should either be extremely awkward for me, due to my ineptitude with big social events, or quite the memorable event, in the rare event that I manage to socialise or someone comes to talk to me.
(All photos are credited to Aledin Jecka by the way.)