The best moments in life are when you share it whole heartedly with someone you love and care for. No amount of lush, fancy backdrops and settings will change what matters in a relationship. While it does spice things up a bit, you don't need an special excuse to see to it either. More often than not, the most meaningful times can be a moment shared in the early hours of the morning after the party has died down and everyone else is asleep, or the morning on a lazy Sunday, with your backs resting against one another in a grassy park, each reading a book you both love. These are moments that happen because both of you are truthful to who you are regardless of events that unfold in front of you.

For us, the day's moment shared in amusement of all those who would consider today the highlight of their love lives, and the anticipation that tomorrow brings about chocolates at bargain prices. It's a simple morbid fascination life we lead, but it's so much more fun when you have someone who enjoys it as much as you do.

I do apologise for the amount of food photos I have been putting up. It just so happens that I happen to be around food all the time being a foodie. It's not a bad thing, after all everyone is entitled to their own passions. Food is a much better thing to take candid shots of. The pictures don't complain too loudly when I start using the artsy part of my brain to showcase them the way I think they should, unlike the machines and other geek projects I work on.

Everyone is a critic after all. Especially machines with an ice cold heart, not to mention the gadgets I own.

Note: The title of today's post was inspired from this hilarious bit of British standup comedy to which I have to share.

Good beer, not just limited to an end of a tiring day or a complement to the big game on tv or fishing. It's also an essential building block to perhaps one of the most hearty meals that I have had the fortunate pleasure of learning. If you're smart or if you're a foodie, you can pretty much guess what that dish most likely is.

The only problem with living in Australia is the lack of good food around. Australians aren't really known for their culinary prowess, and when you live inland Australia, the amount of people that appreciate good food are almost non-existent. For a foodie like Melissa and myself, this poses a lingering annoyance that spurs our wanderlust in search of good food to eat. For the most part, the foods don't measure up to our standards of experience, but every once in a while we find hidden gems in the places we least expect it. They are moments in which we savour for as long as possible, committing the lingering flavour into our memories and gullet.

Then we repeat the eternal quest all over again. It's a big world after all. So little time, so many things to try.