JL is ninety-two! We went for a celebratory meal at Stix Bar, on the ground floor of our apartment block. There is a nice view over the lake and sometimes a great sunset over the city buildings. Stix is a gem, owned by a couple who live in the complex, with the added attraction of a genuine French chef. His starters and desserts are out of this world: the mains are pretty good too. I had lamb rump, done to perfection! JL had swordfish and Claire ordered prawns on pumpkin purée. Geoff and Tim enjoyed steak with bearnais sauce. E had gnocchi. It was a great evening.
The food was so memorable that JL and I decided to go back on Sunday evening, when they have a bargain offer of "sticks", that is, skewers of fish or meat that change every week.
We wondered why we haven't patronised them much before. You just take for granted what's on your own doorstep.
|Plaque outside the Maritime Museum in Fremantle|
On Friday it is 90 years since JL and his family migrated to Australia. This might call for another celebration! You can read more about his early life at:http://jglmemoirs.blogspot.com.au/?m=1