Do we need a new table?

We laze around most of this morning. I pitch a few ideas - "let's walk to Paddington", "let's take the ferry to Manly" - but it's raining, and neither of us takes any initiative, so we stay put. After a while, hunger kicks in, which turns out to be a great motivator. We decide to head to Little Spain (near Chinatown, remember?) to see if we can get some tapas. Naturally, we end up at a Korean restaurant named Zono. This experience makes me decide that Korean food is absolutely wonderful. The smells, little side dishes (my tray comes with 7 bowls of miniature delights), and it's just so fun to eat! Chris and I vow to try some of the other Korean restaurants so we can hone our palate. Maybe I'll even try to cook some at home. Afterwards, we head back to Hyde Park, which has a remarkably different vibe today. We see the Anzac Memorial, a tribute to all Australians who have fought in war. The structure itself is very impressive. Very Art Deco. The museum downstairs is really informative and it's fascinating to look through all of the letters, pictures and other artifacts. We head back outside to lay in the grass and both promptly fall asleep. Later, we see a group of tree possums - they are so cute! There are three, all curled up in the knots of a gum tree. We walk back toward home, hitting a bookstore and then get our first Starbucks fix! People seem to be giving me the evil eye, so I back away and realize everyone is queuing up on the right, then retrieving their beverages on the left. I smile and hope they forgive me for being the American idiot. Dinner this evening is a mish-mash of things, as usual. I throw everything onto a plastic tray, which sits on one of our dining room chairs - this has become our makeshift dinner table. The problem is, the tray is the size of, well, a tray. There's not nearly enough room, so half the dinner (usually the salad because the bowl is so big) ends up on the ground waiting for a spot until the other food is eaten. This makes me feel very French. It's funny, we have become totally used to this predicament, but maybe it's time we bought a real table for our deck. I'm not going back to Woolworth's and that can only mean one thing. K-Mart.