after my 3 egg day i sought out a vegan feast for my dinner. lots of friends have said to eat at trippy taco, and given it’s around the corner from where i’m staying, i seek it out. the shop is overflowing with (hispter-like) locals, and i wonder if it’s worth even trying to go in. turn outs they’re all waiting for table, i order takeaway and i have it in 5 minutes.

this is the spicy fries and the tofu asado burrito. too much food for my egg filled belly it seems, and i could only eat half of it. and again, i’m the victim of eager spicing – saying yes to ‘spicy?’ when they took my order meant i got a super spicy burrito sauce, and little to cool my mouth down with.

jon had recommended a few korean places near the state library, and so i sought one out for lunch. i’d snuck in a coffee at the library cafe earlier on, but this was but outing for the day.

it’s a stock standard beef bi-bim-bab, and i added more chilli after i took the photo, which i regretted because it made it toooooo hot. i still managed to eat it all, and i felt full to the brim for hours after.

my writing has been going well; after lunch the plan is to go and sit with the boxes of zines, and so i’ll have much fodder for writing. 3 eggs in one day is a protein full record for me i think.

i’m out in the field again (it’s been a while between drinks when it comes to my ‘field work’, and i think this is a good sign of things to come this year), writing about archival spaces ‘in situ’. i’m in melbourne for the next 3 days/72 hours, at the state library and in my little b&b room, performing the idea of writing, or being in a space.
i’ve been thinking about how to keep on writing; i aim to have this chapter done by the end of the weekend, and so that’s a lot of writing, but doesn’t need to be the only writing i do. and i like the idea of narrating the project as i go, a series of asides, everyday life type reflections on the process. and what better to frame this through than food/sustenance. the energy i put in to power the act of thinking and writing.
and so here is part one of many parts to this project. my first meal in the specified 72 hours (starting at 12am Friday morning).
poached eggs and spicy avocado at wide open road, barkly street brunswick. with a soy latte on the side, and very delicious. jon had the pancakes and they were beautiful to look at, and apparently very tasty too.
8am was too early for breakfast it seems, because the library doesn’t open until 10, but i found ways to entertain myself in between (public transport, window shopping, more coffee and so on)