Sunday morning in Docklands. Most people tell me that this suburb is too quiet, without a soul.
Well, I beg to differ. Perhaps during winter, but with Spring right around the corner, things are quite lively.
As Melbourne goes, food is available everywhere. And this being a very international multi cultural city, you can of course get poffertjes …
Wait. WHAT? The small Dutch pancakes, with butter and sugar?
Christine tried to make some Aussies to pronounce it correctly. I walked over and found out that the two ladies had no clue either.
It must be the “tjes” bit.