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Friday, October 15, 2004

Cafe for Two


Dad + Daughter

A rare occasion when Keren and I are set loose without our respective spouses. On this afternoon, Sept 30, Sharyn was in 'hopsal' (Kez's childhood term for hospital) while Shamus was busy earning them a living 200kms south. We dined on potato wedges and Greek salad at Cafefusion, situated opposite the old Newcastle Post Office (thru window), with MoKadoR Caffe "brewed with passion" capably served by Samir Ali 'of Egyptian descent'. I like the subtle tones in this picture, just nice, they reflect the pleasing nature of the afternoon.

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