What’s for lunch, Lower Lambton?

Because we are so almighty powerful and capacious, we’re frequently opening up branch outposts of the Wellingtonista Towers. Previously we’ve asked you what we should be eating for lunch in Molesworth, Mid Lambton and Mercer Street. Now we want to know what to eat in Lower Lambton. So far we’ve discovered good coffee and crazy-tall scones at Trade Kitchen, but mostly it seems like Wishbone is getting most of our money. Where can we pop out to in order to grab a quick sandwich? What hidden gems are in the area? Where should we avoid? Have at it in the comments.

Stars in our eyes

It is time to get cozy in our coats, fish out last year’s gloves, fluff up the winter-weight duvet and limit our movements as winter sets in.  Sometimes it seems like the world out there can give you a whipping every time you step out the door, it takes strength to put one foot in front of the other.  Everyone needs something to look forward to at the darkest time of the year and really, a warmed over "midwinter Christmas" celebration just doesn’t cut it.
 
Apparently winter is a subjective term but there is definitely an instance in time every year when Earth’s axial tilt is farthest away from the sun at its maximum of 23° 26′.  Some call this time midwinter some the first day of winter, I think we should go with midwinter otherwise we may all succumb to SAD.  Those of us with european ancestry would have had ancestors celebrating winter solstice or that other popular midwinter celebration: Christmas.  Now unless you have been hiding under your duvet every June for the last couple of years you would have noticed the resurgence of the indigenous midwinter celebration Matariki
 
The appearance of the new moon after the first appearance of the star cluster Matariki (Pleiades) marks the new year for maori and is rich in symbolism.  It was a time for learning and I guess it still is for many of us who do not know much about this tradition.  It was also a time to go to war and raid enemy storehouses that were full of food, perhaps those of us engaged in the battle to set budgets for 2010/11 can relate!  Celebrating New Year in midwinter when the earth starts to tilt towards the sun again seems like a bloody good time to mark a turning point and prepare for a new cycle. 

Estadio at the Temperance — viva o futebol!

We at Wellingtonista Towers are pleased to see something happening at the old Temperance premises on Blair St. (Previously on the Wellingtonista). Some enterprising local Latin Americans are setting up "Estadio" in time for the World Cup. They promise "great Latino breakfasts" from 6 am. Football and beer — it’s what’s for breakfast. We await your reports.

 

Word on the street is that this is the start of a longer-term plan to transform the Temperance into a permanent Latin-themed bar. 

 

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Locals and Tourists

Eric Fisher has been geomapping Flickr photos of cities around the world. He tracks the locations of photos taken by locals (blue) and tourists/out-of-towners (red). This is what Wellington looks like:

There are noticeable tourist areas around Te Papa, Mt Victoria lookout and Parliament. Tourists and locals are both dominant along Courtenay Place, Cuba Street, Lambton Quay and the waterfront. Aro Valley gets a locals-only burst of blue, as do Te Aro streets off the golden mile.

The New York version of this has been touted as a way for locals to avoid tourists, but the way Wellington’s compact geography works, there’s really nowhere to run. And besides, our tourists are quite nice.

Click though for a look at the bigger Wellington photo, and if you have any observations (or corrections of my notes!), share them here.

Hey Victoria, tell us a story!

  Hey you, Vic student! Shouldn’t you be busy studying instead of reading blogs? Well fine, if you’re looking for ways to occupy your brain, Vic Books has a suggestion for you

Vicbooks is running a duo of writing competitions, one for Poetry and the other for Short Stories. We want to see what Victoria undergraduate students are capable of when they delve into poetry instead of economics, dip into fiction rather than history (wait… was that irony?) and draw fully on their talents and imagination.

The selected winner in each category will receive over $200 in Book Tokens, plus a pile of selected books from our excellent stock. The winners will also be published in the student paper Salient, on the vicbooks website and on our blog. There are no entry fees and all the details are on our website.

Of course, if you’re not a Vic undergrad, you can always tell us a story instead. Have at it in our comments section. 

Carmen’s a bitch

Tonight saw the opening of the Royal New Zealand Ballet‘s Meridien season of Carmen.

Set in the metropolis of modern-day Rio de Janeiro, Carmen works in a cigarette factory by day and hangs out with a gang of low-life criminals by night. When José makes the mistake of falling in love with Carmen, things spiral out of control. As José’s world falls apart, Carmen’s desire to live life on her terms sets a course that can only lead to disaster.

The ballet is based on the opera by Bizet (Wikipedia contains some serious spoilers, of course), but this ain’t your grandpappy’s ballet. Gangsters tote cellphones, a bullfighter has become a rockstar, the seedy bar has soccer on its TV. The result is a steamy piece of theatre that crackles with sexuality, while still being crammed full of playful humour and heated tension.

I’m not a dance expert, but I’d say that this production uses a lot of elements of modern dance as oppposed to straight ballet. There is a lot more swagger from the guys in their leather jackets. Carmen shakes her ass in a pair of tight jeans, while in her sparkly gown and heels she comes across like Cyd Charisse, all legs and sex.

And let’s talk about the set design! Harsh chainlink fences at the cigarette factory are incorporated into the choreography, neon signs light up the bar, and an iron bed is a stage for some incredible foreplay. The sets all seem very stripped back and simple, but it’s obvious how much thought has gone into them. The Vector Wellington Orchestra play alongside the action on the stage, and seem to have a lot of fun with the bugle-heavy score.

Art Free for All

The Free Store has been open at 38 Ghuznee Street for 11 days now and word has certainly got out that there is such a thing as a free lunch.  The Free Store is due to shut up shop on Saturday this week so if you want to take or give to the project you have 5 more days.

There are a lot of ideas packed into this shop.  Part artwork, part social experiment the Free Store is part two of the Letting Space series that began with Popular Archeology: A Sound Archive.  One of the stated intentions of the project is to:

highlight the underground ‘free economy’ that redistributes produce and food around Wellington, [Kim Paton] is currently making a call to sellers of fresh produce, as well as to to cafes and supermarkets for their excess stock.

The logos of some of the participating businesses grace the chalkboard.

Stock comes in at variable times, feast or famine if you will.  But the observant and dare we say the needy, are discovering what time discarded cafe food is due to arrive and loitering ready to descend.  This makes for a challenging project for those volunteers who are staffing the shop.  I can imagine they are experiencing the business end of what must be a normal day for Downtown City Mission staff, although possibly with more hipsters.

Maranui v2

It’s a cold, rainy Tuesday afternoon in the first day of winter. Why, it’s a perfect day to go to the beach!

The occasion is the first day of business for the back-from-the-dead Maranui Cafe. After being damaged in a fire last year, escaping the threat of demolition and managing to keep not just the building intact but also the business, the cafe has been reborn, like a phoenix rising from a pile of coffee grounds and sand.

While there’s still a little bit of work going on in the rest of the building, the cafe is well open for business. It’s much like the old cafe, only with a fresh, shinier feel to it.

One massive improvement is the sound-absorbing ceiling, which helps cut down the Saturday morning echo chamber of doom ambience old Maranui was notorious for.

The new kitchen is bright, white, tiled and with one of the better views offered by a cafe kitchen in Wellington, is back in full effect. The staff seemed busy and buzzy and they have every reason to be.

The cheerful interior was a perfect place to be on such a crappy winter day (especially after a tortuously slow bus trip over on the #3), complete with a view of the truly miserable, grey Lyall Bay, that seemed to say, "Oh hai guyz. I’m a surf beach. Let’s go surfin’!!! Lol". (Man, Lyall Bay is a dick.)

It’s really good that Maranui Cafe is back. It’s quite different from your standard Wellington Cafe, and come summer, the place will surely be jam-packed.

But the best thing about the new Maranui – the all-important Maranui SLC visitors’ sign-in book is charred and smoky from the fire.

Dirtying up your ears: Erogenous Tones III

 Remember how last year Erogenous Tones was nominated for a TAWA as Best Art Experience? Well now’s your chance to experience it for yourself! 

Erogenous Tones is cumming to you live again, again and again. Now two ladies (we lost one to the devils dandruff in Brazil) read you erotic stories XXX rated, romantic trash, and shocking fan fiction, all accompanied by sexy synthesiser music by the Kremer. A romantic night of aural pleasure, that will make you wanna come again, again and again.

So we’ll see you on Wednesday June 02 at 9pm at The Watusi, right? 

Your Apartment or mine?

There are always new apartment buildings springing up, but this Apartment is very different. It’s very definitely not a studio shoebox, with vast open-plan living space and a high-raftered ceiling, and despite having a bedroom, bathrooms, dining room and balcony, it is in fact better than a home: it’s a bar.

Many years ago there was an Apartment Bar under the Hannahs Factory in Leeds St, but The Apartment is an apparently unrelated place that has just opened in Allen St. The varying spaces promise to allow for different moods, from louche lounging to formalish dining to standing and shouting. The proximity to Courtenay Place threatens all but the last mode of drinking, but given a highly creditable Martini and some tasty snacks (chilly chilli roast almonds plus cheddar & caraway bread), this barfly thinks it could be just the place to set up home.