Cheese…

On our way back to the house from Queen Street that day, we stopped by this place…

If you’re a cheese lover, like the one in Puhoi, this is definitely the place for you!

You will find cheese…

…cheese…

…more cheese…

…and more cheese…

…all over the place and they will let you sample some as well…

Of course, there are other things there too – after all, it is a supermarket…

So this is how a rhubarb looks like! I had that in my apple crumble that day – the one that I found somewhat disappointing…and after having seen it, I still do not know what it is – all I know now is that it is somewhat sour so you can jolly well guess that it is not something I would fancy.

My friend asked me to sample some of this panettone…

– some kind of Italian bread, and I thought it tasted something like a cross between cake and bread.

Omigawd!!! Look at the price!!!

I’m not too sure though how much of it you will get in one whole bag.

There is a cafe here…

…but we were only there to pick up a few things and head on home to prepare dinner. We had dinner at home that night, you see…and that will be in the next post. Ciao!!!

Waterfront…

This was where we had our lunch that day…

According to my friend, they had the best seafood chowder in town…

…but Melissa browsed through the menu…

…and opted for the fish and chips instead…

– she has always been a fan of fish and chips and I guess her heart was still In Wellington with that fish & chips place that she frequented during her two years there. I did not try what she had that day so I am in no position to make any comment.

My missus, and my friend’s son as well, had the chowder…

…and she liked it but it was a bit too much for her to finish. She has never been a big eater her whole life through, anyway so it certainly was quite an achievement that she only left behind a couple of  bits of the bread.

As for my friend herself, she had this plate of mussels…

– I tried one and thought it was really very nice. I really loved the mussels there – no smell, not like the imported ones here despite the fact that it states very clearly on the box that they’re imported New Zealand mussels.

I had the kiwi burger…

…which, according to the menu, was noted for its size.

They had beef inside, egg, bacon, beetroot, lettuce and whatever else and this…

…would bear testimony to whether it was good or not. LOL!!!

After lunch, we walked to Queen Street…

…and I was attracted by these door handles…

…at another restaurant along the way.

Of course I did not go to these shops there…

– I only dropped by two of the souvenir shops and I must say that this time around, I did not get to see any of the sweet English-speaking Asian, probably Japanese students working part time, shop attendants that worked in these shops in the CBD when I was there in 2005. Instead, in both the shops that I went to, I was quite put off by the very loud young China girls in one of them, speaking Mandarin with a peculiar accent or at least, not like what we usually hear around here. They spent all their time talking away among themselves…and did not stop even when I had picked all that I wanted to buy and was paying for them. They simply took my money, put the things in a bag and passed it to me together with the change…and did not say a word to me at all – not a greeting, not a thank you, nothing! I sure am glad I did not encounter any of the likes of these in any of the shops in Wellington.

Well, we did not stay long at Queen Street. As soon as I had got what I wanted, we adjourned to some place else…