Review: A Night at The Summit

Daily Jab:

It’s so hard to believe that we fly out tomorrow morning. Unless there is magic free internet at Brisbane airport, this will most likely be me signing off for the next few days. I’ll be having a 36 hour long New Years Eve…how lucky am I?!

Last night’s dinner was a yummy treat – roasted veggie salad.

Roasted veggie salad

Loaded with feta, roasted sweet potato and pumpkin, roasted zucchini, avocados, and macadamia nuts, this main-course salad is quickly becoming one of my favorite meals.

It’s been a wild day of packing and getting everything together, so food was a bit all over the place. It ran the gammut from steamed vegetables to whipped cream, and it was lovely, but not exactly organized.

The workout, however, was fantastic!

Workout of the Day:

  • 20 minutes hill walking (9% incline, 4.0mph)
  • 15 minutes elliptical (level 5)
  • This fantastic workout from Khushboo’s blog:
    • 30 jumping jacks
    • 5 push-ups
    • 25 high knees
    • 7 burpees
    • 10 crunches
    • 7 squats (10 kg total weights)
    • 5 push-ups
    • 10 crunches
    • 5 push-ups
    • 7 squats (12 kg total weights)
    • 30 jumping jacks
    • 1 minute wall sit
    • 5 push-ups
    • 25 high knees
  • 5 minutes elliptical (level 5)
  • 15 minutes stationary bike (with Ant’s sister.)
It was a total blast, and I truly can’t wait to do it again. What more could you want from a workout?

Restaurant Review: The Summit

Sometimes, a girl just needs to get high.

For part two of our Sydney recap, we went to dinner at the Summit, an elegant revolving restaurant on the 47th floor of an office building centrally located in Sydney’s business center.

The Summit is much like many of the girls who went to my high school. Very popular, very pretty, and boy, did they know it. From the moment we stepped out of the red-carpeted elevators into the sleek interior, everything dripped of elegance and “class.”

The Summit has a two course menu for $93.50, including tax and (as for all of Australia) tip. The menu was filled with delicious sounding options, from crudo of line caught fish with green horseradish, pomegranate, shaved celery hearts & mandarin orange, to seared grass fed beef fillet with pickled chillies, confit tomatoes, horseradish, black garlic & mustard.

For our entrees, I ordered the “campuchana” salmon toro, which was served with crab, scallops, pacific oyster, with a shot-glass of tomato ceviche and sea salt. Served in a goldfish martini glass, it was an elegant presentation, though it felt a bit dated.

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Fish in a fish-bowl

Anthony ordered the organic chicken & ricotta “boudin blanc” with toasted quinoa dressing, garnished with hazelnut and peach, endive salad. This dish was absolutely delicious – the chicken and ricotta were compressed into a pseudo-sausage that was superb, and the endive and hazelnuts complemented the meat in a robust way.

Chicken and ricotta boudin-blanc

Chicken and ricotta boudin blanc

For our mains, we ordered the roasted kingfish with arugula salad, and the duck with sticky sweet potatoes and onions. Both dishes were lackluster and devoid of much sparkle, and the duck was slightly overcooked. The kingfish itself was buttery and perfectly cooked, but the “salad” that came with it was a two bite garnish. A more generous serving of lettuce would have been nice to accompany a $45 dollar piece of fish.

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Roasted king fish for me...

Roasted duck

Roasted duck for Anthony

The restaurant was quite nice, but was missing a certain level of service and style that is required if you’re going to drop a huge amount of cash on a meal. After we were seated, we were presented with fresh bread rolls. I asked on the off-chance that they had gluten-free bread, and was told that they did not, but we could have olives instead. We said sure, and felt quite satisfied. Little did we know that they would charge us $12.50 extra for a small bowl of (notably warm and delicious) olives. Generally, in New York, when you are offered an alternative because of an allergy and intolerance, they don’t charge you extra for that alternative without telling you so. They also charged an additional 10% Holiday working fee (apparently, in Australia, two days after Christmas is still a holiday(??) It was details like this that turned what could have been a spectacular evening into one that was fine, but definitely overpriced and not worth a return visit.

After being so lucky as to experience a number of wonderful dining experiences in New York (like Frankie’s, Gramercy Tavern and Tribeca Grill) we were both disappointed that The Summit didn’t take better care of their guests. Instead, we felt taken advantage of, with with a slightly bitter taste in our mouths. That being said, it was a wonderful way to drink in the stunning views of Sydney, and appreciate the city for all the beauty it has to offer. While I’d certainly recommend it for a glass of wine or a cocktail, for a fine dining experience, the Summit unfortunately did not live up to the high hopes we’d had.

Summit Restaurant

P: (02) 9247 9777

Level 47, Australia Square, 264 George Street, Sydney, NSW, 2000


Sydney = Magic

Hey everyone!

Today’s been a lovely, lazy day.

Workout of the Day:

  • 10 minute run
  • 30 minute speed walk

Since today’s meals were mainly left-overs, I’m going to skip today’s food and instead talk about something far more interesting – our 36 hours in Sydney!

We woke up quite early (4:30) for a 7:00am flight, which was easy breezy. We arrived. In the bathroom was the coolest machine I’ve ever seen – instead of feminine hygiene products, it contained mascara, eyeliner and lip-gloss. I almost bought it but refrained. Snapped a photo, though!

Bathroom make-up machine

Make-up in the bathroom. What will they think up next?

We checked into our hotel, The Medina CBD which was perfect. Centrally located, meticulously clean and friendly staff, we would definitely stay in the Medina again. It even had a balcony!

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Medina at CBD

Medina bed

Medina Bedroom

After waking up so early, flying and checking in, we were famished! So, we headed to a nearby cafe for the best egg-white omelette I’ve ever had.

Rossini Cafe

Rossini Cafe

We ate brekky at the Rossini cafe, which was in Circular Quay with a water-front view. It was a great way to start the day!

Egg white vegetable omelette

Egg white vegetable omelette

I ordered a veggie egg-white omelette (it wasn’t on the menu, but they were kind enough to make one up for me. I opened the eggs to discover quite the delighftul surprise…

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Veggie surprise

It was loaded with more veggies than I’ve ever seen! It was truly fantastic and flavorful.

After breakfast, we (literally) ran to the ferry to go to the Taronga Zoo. 15 minutes from the main harbors, Taronga Zoo is a spectacular place to visit in Sydney. Well designed and conscientious in both education and eco-friendliness. It was absolutely beautiful!

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Petting a (fake) alligator!

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Meerkats staring at an airplane.

Pygmy hippos

Pygmy hippos

Lunch:

At the Toranga Zoo was shockingly delicious. All of their food is sustainable and responsibly sourced, including their free-range chicken and salad.

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Lunch was a quarter of a chicken that I shared with Ant, combined with a variety of salads, including beet and walnut and pumpkin. It was delicious, fresh and satisfying.

After lunch, we kept looking at animals, seeing tigers, chimpanzees, and a very odd hybrid creature.

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We stayed nearly until closing time, and then headed back to the port on the ferry. We walked to the Victoria building, which is a major shopping center in Sydney. It’s in a tremendously beautiful building, notable for it’s green dome.

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Inside are hundreds of chain and boutique shops. Ant and I both made a purchase…black shoes!

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An Australian designer, Djano and Juliette, created these shoes, which are more comfortable than house slippers and adorable to boot. Yay!

After shopping for hours, we headed to a fun wine bar for an aperitif. We went to Wine Odyssey, a captivating bar in The Rocks (a very funky area of Sydney.)

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It’s a bar where you pay by the oz, half-glass or glass of wine, which allows you to taste as many or few varietals as you like. We tried around 5 pours each, both white and red – it was a great way to explore a bunch of wines for the price of one!

Then, we headed to dinner…but more on that later. ;-)

Good morning to you, good night to me!

Guest Post: Change is Good

Hi everyone,

I just got back from Sydney, and am so exhausted I can barely contain myself. Somehow, Ant and I thought we might be awake enough to go to the movies after the insane 36 hours we’ve had. Apparently, we forgot that we live like old people and go to sleep at 9. So, off to bed I go, saving my (FABULOUS) Sydney trip update for future Kat to write.

Thankfully and with impeccable timing, my beautiful sister, Alysia Reiner, wrote a guest post (the first on the blog!!) that I can’t wait to share with you. Besides being my sister, Alysia is an award winning actress, producer, mother, humanitarian, and outspoken environmentalist. She is also one of the most beautiful, intelligent, and lovely women I know. You can check out more about her here.

Alysia Reiner

My knock-out sister

 

Guest Post: Change is Good

It was the week between Christmas and new year’s and I forgot to check the gym schedule and I get to the gym the one time I have to work out. I have babysitting and it’s a favorite class, called 30/60/90, and we have all been eating a wee bit heavier with the holidays and everything and….no class. BUMMER!!! there was a time in my life this would have made me cry. Right after Liv was born with hormones flying, or when my life was about the gym in an unhealthy way in my teen years, or heck, maybe tomorrow, depending on the confluence of events in my life. But for today it was a chance to take a breathe and see what the universe had in store.

I checked the schedule and there was a ViPR class.
I have never taken this class but said, “what the heck, let’s have an adventure.” Okay, it was HARD!! It totally kicked my butt! And I love hard. And one of the things I loved most was that it made me feel like a beginner. I wasn’t good at it. And for today, I kinda love that. It was exactly what I needed today. It was a great combo of heart pumping action hero and crazy clumsy newbie.


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I was recently on vacation at the fabulous Maroma Resort (put it on your list of vacation spots to dream about) and on the beach I read the super fun Add More Ing to Your Life: A Hip Guide to Happiness , by the fabulous Gabrielle Bernstein and one of the things she talks about is the combo of body and spirit, movement and prayer. She inspired me to try something new. I was planning on looking for it in the new year and then BOOM there it was, didn’t even have to try! Thanks universe.

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( and thanks to both Gabby and my sweet sister who got me a Gabby inspired trampoline for Channukah on OPEN SKY    - can’t wait to get it up, pun intended!)
I wanted to write about this for Kat’s blog because I feel like part of the reason I was able to embrace change today was her morning blog about the goodbye ritual (and because she is amazing and wise and I love her deeply, oh and she asked me to write a guest post ages ago and this is the best place I can imagine to write about the metaphor of exercise). What really occurred to me was we all can create adventure and change, in tiny ways like a new class and HUGE ones like moving to Australia, and its all so good for the soul. As hard and uncomfortable as it may be, its all good.I was told (not sure if it’s true so don’t quote me) ViPR actually started from the idea that farm hands made better soldiers than some atheletes, and someone in the military created this workout tool to help train soldiers to get the work out of farmers. Why do I share that with you? Evolution, baby, evolution. Great ideas evolve. We are all trying to grow, to evolve or really, why would you be reading this blog?

And the only way to evolve is to leap into the unknown.  

Especially carrying a 12 lb rubber log-like thingamajig called a ViPR.

Thanks for the amazing inspiration amazing sister.

   

How to Make Good-Bye a Ritual

As we’re leaving for Sydney right now (just for a 36 hour trip, but still) and headed back to New York on Saturday, I started thinking a lot about good-byes. Considering Anthony and I are from opposite sides of the globe, and will be doing a tremendous amount of travel in the next few months, we will be saying our fair share of “adieu’s” over the next half a year. Saying good-bye is one of those actions that is universally hard.

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My mom's car packed with our belongings when we left

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Our empty apartment

Whether leaving an apartment you love, or hanging up with your parents on skype on the first night of Chanukah when all you really want is for them to be there with you, parting ways brings up so much emotion. My mother always says that “what’s hysterical is historical” and I know that to be true. Saying good-bye to my dad when he died of cancer almost ten years ago wasn’t something I could really do at 15. In shock at his death and not quite sure how to handle the fact that my world was collapsing around me, I shut down and drowned myself in two addictions: food and being busy. While the food post is overdue but will wait for another time, using busy-ness as a tool to avoid feeling my feelings is an area of expertise for me. After many years, and with a great deal of help from wise and wonderful people, I have learned how to say “good-bye” both to my father, and how to part ways from experiences with grace and love.

When Anthony and I left our apartment for the last time, we were both quite overwhelmed with the amount of changes happening in our lives. Leaving my family for the first time in years, moving to another country that I’d never been, returning home after nearly twenty-four months for Anthony, and going on an insane and incredible adventure together is enough to make anyone dizzy, and the final exit of our first home together was the culmination of all our experiences past, and the possibilities about to come.

So, to say good-bye to our beautiful apartment, and our lives as we knew them in New York, we made up our own ritual to take with us.

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Dream Bigger (I saw this painting on the streets of NYC)

We lit a candle, and read this poem. I hope it brings you as much joy or comfort as it did to us.

Setting Forth

by Danna Faulds

Something will be born from

this goodbye. In the pain of

setting forth, something will die.

With the release of the old

comes a moment when nothing

is firmly held, and the unknown

burns the bridges of the past.



When the smoke clears, my eyes

seek out the new horizon.

Nothing is known here, but

the air is sweet and breathing

deeply I see long dormant

seeds send up their shoots

from the fertile ground of change.

As leaves unfurl to meet the sun,

the circle is complete.

I will not forget a single

step of this journey, nor will I

let comfort lock me

in its warm embrace.



I do not know what fruit these

seeds will bear, but I have faith

that what is taking root today

will surprise me with its vigor.

In birth and death,

in breath and the final exhalation,

there is pain and the movement

into truth. I take the step

that I am called to even if

I do not know the final destination.

This ritual made saying good-bye not feel like a stark cut-off, but instead a completion of one chapter of our journey, and the first step of another. The reminder that comfort is not always something to be coveted, but is in fact an obstacle to overcome on the path to growth and self-awareness is so valuable when all you want to do is curl up under a blanket and sleep till the change is over. Since Anthony and I will inevitably have many moves and travels together in our future, I hope we can always remember the value of appreciating each moment, and loving the journey as we go on it.

With great love,

Kat

Christmas in Oz

What an amazing and wild experience was our Christmas! I have never experienced a day like this one, but it was certainly wonderful and utterly memorable.

We woke up, had a light breakfast, and Ant and I went for a walk/run that caused me to sweat and be happy. Then, we drove to Ant’s uncle Ross’s house for the festivities. The tree was insane…loaded with presents for the 30 family members about to arrive.

Christmas tree loaded with presents

Presents from wall to wall!

Tons of Christmas presents

People started arriving in dribs and drabs, socializing, and having the requisite Australian Christmas beverage – beer! It’s so funny to see people imbibing at 9:00am, but it is no issue here – it’s just what people do on Christmas (like my family eats lox and gluten-free bagels. I love traditions!) I thought I would feel overwhelmed by the massive number of people (Our holidays generally average at 15, and this was twice that, with people I had only just met!) But as seems to be the usual in Australia, I was overwhelmed by how lovely the people are. Friendly, interested in getting to know you, open and warm, Australians know how to make people feel in their comfort zone. Or, at least, Anthony’s family does.

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Once everyone arrived, we started opening the presents. The little ones of course had to open first, but we tried to get them to pose for the cutest dang picture ever:

Adorable (and coordinating!) babies!

Adorable (and coordinating!) babies!

After this, people started opening gifts. It was fascinating to coordinate 30 people’s gifts, though everyone always seemed to have something to open, and something to share with everyone else.

Ant's happy and engaged cousins open their gifts

Everyone seemed really happy with their gifts, but Ant and I in particular lucked out…

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We're flying high!

As our big gift from his family, (as well as tons of other house setting-up stuff that was fantastic) we got a trip to Sydney…that leaves tomorrow morning!!!!! I am so insanely excited – Sydney is one of those places I’ve always wanted to see, and never imagined we would get there anytime soon. We both can’t wait to see the Opera House, The Harbor Bridge, and enjoy fabulous walks on the beach!

After we opened up our prezzies, (Australian term, I swear!) we started digging in to lunch. Since my dad says I take too many pictures of veggies, I took extra special meat photos just for him…

Christmas Ham

Christmas Ham. How trief of us. ;-)

Various types of meat

Meat, meat and more meat.

There were tons of salads as well, of course. Mango and avacado with walnuts and watermelon, ricotta and mint were especially divine, as was one that was new to me: wombuck salad (a chinese cabbage) with silvered almonds and other yummy bits. Everything was truly delectable, though I admit it was weird to eat cold food on Christmas!

Christmas Salads

Christmas Salads

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My Christmas lunch. I ate every last bite.

I sampled a little bit of everything, and was stuffed after one plate. That didn’t stop me from trying the custard Ant’s sister made for me, which was unsweetened but cool, creamy and divine. I’ll have to make it again for the blog soon!

After a two hour nap, (I do love Holidays!) Ant, his cousin Trent and I headed out for a beautiful walk around Ross’ property, which took us around two hours.

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It was tremendously beautiful. Ant and I hope that we might be able to find a place to live around there, so we can walk to our hearts content in the wonderful Australian Bush. The river was so clear, the air so pure, and the land so quiet – it was one of those moments when I truly realized that I wasn’t in Kansas anymore!

After the walk, we came back to pick at left-overs and play 20 questions until it was time to pack up and go to sleep.

Off to pack for Sydney before our 6:00am flight. See you on the flip-side!

Question: What was your best surprise gift ever? Have you ever surprised anyone?