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Some backtracking required here. I never got around to the last day I spent in Sydney with Kell, Jerad, and eventually, Mr. Jeremy.

Jerad and Kell’s weekly routine includes a trip to Paddy’s Market for incredible fresh produce. It’s like the Pasadena Farmer’s Market on steroids and indoors. I literally could have sat down and cried in the middle of all those beautiful fruits, vegetables, and herbs. While they shopped about for the best prices, someone like me would have paid double the asking price for food I cannot even get my hands on in Colorado.

Jeremy and I had debated having dinner in town, but I opted for homemade sushi. I like homemade food because I think it’s healthier in general than dining out. I like knowing what goes into my food.

We had brekkie at Chautauqua Dining Hall with Anastasia this morning. She was out visiting with KJ for the weekend. Since her hosts went to church, we three had a good old atheists’ brunch – full of sin, cursing, gossip, and bacon. Devil knows, I loves me some bacon.

This afternoon we realized we had to take care of some errands in Boulder this evening. While in town, we had a wonderful dinner at Jax courtesy of a birthday gift from MIL. Jeremy got the special which was pan-seared scallops on a bed of duck confit risotto with spinach, pistachios, and pomegranate seeds in a pomegranate molasses with beurre blanc.

**Jump for more butter**