There's nothing exciting about Mt. Gambier II

I had imagined life in Mt. Gambier would be quite boring and brough a library of books with me, but as usual, I didn't read any of it. The combination of ease of commute, plentiful parking, and welcoming interns meant that I had a more active 'social life' than in Adelaide. We weren't spoiled with choices, but the limited selection of cafes and resturants actually simplifies dining out. The cafes in Mt. Gambier were friendly and unpretentious, simple food and great coffee as you would expect and just as desired. I really see no point in restaurants that charge a premium for some fancy-named 'reinvented' dish 'with a modern twist' that actually just means they cannot get the basics right, and parades it under the false banner of creativity.

Plus there were specials every week night at most places, soon we worked out a routine. It did not take long for Wednesday night steak and wine at Sorrentos to become a tradition. The waitresses there were quick to notice the newcomers, and soon we were ordering our 'usual' before even sitting down. There's $10 pizza at the G (Mt. G hotel) on thursday night, as well as $15 shinny at the Southern Aussie; although we thought about it, never ventured into the Southern Aussie, and the locals would understand why. The cafe in the city library has free wifi, so does most cafes in town. It's hard to comprehend why it is so hard to find a nice little cafe in Adelaide with free wifi and good coffee. Oh and the supermarkets open till 10, every night.

Then there was the Happy Hour on Friday night at Sorrentos with the Intern Boys (I am not kidding about the 90s boy-band reference, that's what they call themselves) and girls. With house wine for $2.50 a glass, it sets you comfortably tipsy and merry to start the weekend.

On Saturday morning, Metro cafe is The waterhole in town. It's like the Big Table in Adelaide. Nice selection of affordable breakfast menu and best coffee in town. Perfect way to start a Saturday morning, much of my CV was done on chilly Saturday mornings with a satisfying warm coffee in hand. It did nicely to feed my now well-established coffee addiction, we'd find ourselves there after morning wardrounds and before surgeries start (credit to the theatre staff, there is always at least 30 minutes before they can get ready even when they call you). Unfortunately they don't open on Sundays.

My adventure continues...