A Risotto Kind of Day

Shawn went scuba diving today, so I'll leave the fish tales to him. I walked about town and enjoyed a leisurely lunch on the wharf at 36 degrees. (I'm guessing that's our latitude. If I remember my 6th grade teacher correctly, longitude is the long vertical lines on the globe and latitude is the circles. Feel free to correct me.)

Pumpkin Risotto with Cashews and Fried Kale

Maori long boats getting ready for the Treaty Day celebration

In the afternoon we headed further north to Doubtful Bay. We have a cute little apartment right on the beach. The big, beautiful house next door is the owner's. He pulled a Tom Sawyer on Shawn and had him help reel in the fishing line.

The owner's lovely house on the left

Shawn reeling in the fishing line

New Zealanders are always ready to help you to your next destination

I swear I'm not making this up, but we had dinner at the Waterfront Cafe. I get it, New Zealand is an island and there's lots of water frontage, but there must be some more creative names for restaurants. Hell, name the restaurant after your dog if you can't come up with anything better.

Seafood Risotto - and it was packed with fresh seafood

Daily Ratings:
36 degrees - 4 Kiwis
Waterfront Cafe - 4 Kiwis
Golden Sand Beachfront Accommodations - 3.5 Kiwis mostly for the beach and laundry facilities

Gelato flavor: rum raisin
Steps taken = 7,184 (the last thousand on the beach outside my door)

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Unknown said…

There are fish in New Zealand waters, there are also wrecks of ships in Russell. I got to see both.

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