Not sure I’d cope

Yesterday I visited my good friend who owns a food wholesaling business here in Perth, Western Australia: Kiss Kiss Pastizzi.

Manuela had initially started her business as a cafe within one of the larger shopping malls in Perth’s eastern suburbs, however location within and embellished foot traffic figures didn’t yield much needed customers to make it a viable concern.

Not one to take a kick to the guts, Manuela transformed into a wholesaler and launched headlong into supplying the food service industry. Pastizzi, a Maltese finger food, was far better known in the eastern states than here in the west, thus there was the barrier to overcome of “what is it?”

Like all small businesses it has been a hard slog, many hours by her and her young daughters, including having to deal with more recent turbulent times within the Western Australian economy leading to businesses economising on their food spend.

I admire how much they have put into the business, it is often working long hours 7 days per week with few days each year to relax and unwind. Their hard slog was recently rewarded when Qantas selected their Gourmet Spinach and Ricotta Pastizzi to be served to business class passengers on the new Dreamliner flights direct Perth-London.

Kiss Kiss Pastizzi‘s products are amazing, I speak from sampling many times and way too many at each sampling.


Kinross Parking Lot

We purchased in Kinross in mid-2008, just one month before the Global Financial Crisis would strike. About six months before we purchased our home Connolly Drive had been extended north from our suburb to link up with Clarkson to help alleviate traffic build-up on Marmion Avenue. Sadly for those of us living in Kinross that decision meant that the ability to exit the suburb became far slower if you didn’t depart before a given time, earning itself the nickname the ‘Kinross Parking Lot’.

One a good day it takes just a few minutes from my door to exit the suburb, however on a bad day where traffic decides to come via Connolly Drive in a big way it can ramp up to 25 minutes at its worst. This is exacerbated by the fact that I live on the easter half of Kinross, our half of the suburb has only Connolly Drive from which to exit whereas the western half has this or Marmion Avenue.


Our (former) local member Albert Jacob fought to have the Mitchell Freeway extended, and through his persistent efforts the State Government eventually agreed to its extension. The extension has taken two years to complete and this Thursday finally opens, I can hard contain my excitement at the prospect of being able to exit my home at 7:50am in the morning and not worry if it might be a 20 minute escape plan, or just a regular one.


A lovely Winter’s day

I booked a night’s stay in Crowne Plaza Hotel in East Perth a few weeks ago as I had a dinner party I was attending just down the road and a late night return to my own home in the northern suburbs late at night was not something I was keen for. A few days beforehand the weather forecast was looking grim, heavy rain and winds due. Come Saturday it hadn’t improved one iota.

Driving to the hotel was stressful enough, I almost never venture into the city, and never to this side, thus I have no experience how to get there. Indeed, the last time I had been here was prior to major changes to the Perth foreshore to develop the new Elizabeth Quay. All I can say is thank god for Google Maps, it told me which lane I needed to be in in order to navigate the maze of roads, but for this app I would have certainly ended up somewhere else.

Arriving safely at my hotel and headed up to my room on the seventh floor keen to check out the view.


I had a wonderful view of the pool and grass across the road, but the Swan River and South Perth further beyond were nowhere to be seen. The wind was howling, screaming through my sliding door, and the rain was heavy. I was now worried, I was going to have to walk in a few hours to my friend’s place, heaven help me if the weather was like this.

Thankfully the weather settled down come time to head off the Kath’s, it was just lightly drizzling by this time, to my total relief.

The following morning the weather was beautiful and South Perth and the Swan River were restored to the view from level seven.