Melbourne: Mmm. Food. Good.

Personally, I’m still recovering from the majesty of Marianne puking into her makeup bag at NYC Fashion Week (I told her she sounded like a very special episode of Ugly Betty and that her solution showed true calm in the face of crisis.  I’m also making a mental note never to borrow her lipgloss again.  Not even the stuff from Dior.), but since I can’t be there with my own special brand of mockery/commiseration, I’ll just get back to the business of blogging the con in Australia.

When last I blogged, I was off to dinner.  Dinner turned out to be a fantastic Greek feast at Melbourne’s Tsindos.  Platter after platter of seafood and meat and dipping sauces and pita and salads arrived at the table in a orgy of food the likes of which I haven’t seen since the last time I stuffed myself in wild culinary abandon.  (Which wasn’t that long ago, but I don’t suppose you need to know that sort of detail.)

While I must give MAJOR PROPS to Melbourne for living up to –and surpassing– the expectations of this here foodie, I do have one small quibble.  There was a lot of food left over and we weren’t able to take it because it’s illegal for restaurants to send food home with customers.  Yes, you heard me.  The city government of Melbourne is concerned that I will not properly refrigerate my leftovers, will contract some hideous disease due to lack of said refrigeration and will die.  Thank you for your concern, Melbourne, but I’d really like some of that leftover souvlaki right about now.

Except now that I mock my host city I realize that clearly…CLEARLY if Marianne had been similarly culinarily legislated in such a way back in the U.S., she would not have found herself vomiting amongst the socialites in New York City.  Clearly. 

Except now that I mock Marianne, it occurs to me that vomiting amongst the socialites in New York City is a really good bonding experience.  I mean, they’re probably ALL vomiting at Fashion Week.  Nice networking move, Mare!

But I digress.

So we had this AMAZING Greek meal and chatted with our lovely conference hosts.  A perfect way to start the week.  But it gets better.  What’s as perfect as great food and great people in a great city?  Number one bestsellers come mighty close.  Here’s me at the dinner shooting video of Dianna Love toasting Sherrilyn Kenyon for her sixth consecutive Dark Hunter #1 bestseller…with a bonus shot of MaryJanice Davidson throwing in a shout-out to…Evil. 

You sure you got all that? 

That’s Sherrilyn on the left, Dianna Love toasting on the right, me saying “And that was MJ”  and MaryJanice laughing at the end.

I’d left NY at 6:10pm on February 17th and went to bed in Melbourne at 10:30pm on February 19th.   Boo-ya!

Liz

P.S. I put the camera into service today.  Good snaps in the next post.

Liz