Two things cropped up this week that left me bewildered, befuddled and ultimately bemused.
“Queen of clean” Marie Kondo admitted she is too tired to bother too much when it comes to housework these days.
I burst out laughing when I heard the news because, let’s face it, we are all tired.
I used to watch this guru’s decluttering shows and feel like a real failure. Then Marie had kid No.3 last year and it basically broke her.
I know the feeling only too well.
After my first child, I still had a fairly tidy house and I would dress my daughter beautifully to go out anywhere.
Baby No.2 resulted in the house getting a bit dirtier and the dressing of children became less of a priority.
Baby No.3 turned my home into a bomb zone and the kids think being nude with Vegemite on their face is appropriate attire to head out in the car.
I have given up – the same as Marie Kondo.
I think Marie and I (and the rest of you) are way happier with less expectations of perfection.
It sparks joy for me to be home with dogs and family, rather than having a clean spice rack.
The second headline that made me gasp was the news flash a Sydney restaurant is serving two Jatz crackers with an anchovy on each one and charging the princely sum of $10.
On the menu at Kiln, a swanky Surry Hills establishment, is a snack described as “Jatz, smoke butter, anchovy”.
Um? Come on – 10 bucks for two biscuits with some cat food on them is a bit rich for any Aussie.
But forget this rip-off price tag (a whole packet of Jatz crackers is just over $3).
The real story that should have been headlined is: who is still ordering and eating anchovies in 2023?
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For the record, in the ’90s, I thought I was super fancy serving Peck’s Anchovette Fish Paste on those cute little melba toast pieces.
And these days, I will tolerate anchovy dressing in a good Caesar salad.
But I draw the line at eating whole tiny fish covered in fuzz and fins and bones and bits of crunchy who-the-hell-knows-what? Furry little works of the devil, I say.
My friend Darryl has a slam dunk of an argument as to why anchovies are abhorrent.
He rightly claims they are bait, and who wants to eat bait? Not this girl.
For the record, the best Jatz snack has a lump of cheese over a slab of butter, best eaten in an only moderately clean house.
Sami Muirhead is a radio announcer, blogger and commentator. For more from Sami, tune into Mix FM.
