Chinese New Year, Alfrieda Street, St Albans
Ahhh, a lazy Sunday.
One on which we resolve to behave like do-nothing home-bodies.
We’re getting good at this as it’s precisely what we’ve worked resolutely on for the past three weeks.
We’ve even pulled the plug on a cross-town trip to the Astor to see a Marx Brothers double bill.
Our slacker routine does, however, come with a mandatory self-imposed stipulation of at least a single out-of-the-house excursion and we’re planning on making that a relaxed WeFo cafe lunch.
But then a pal emails us with the riveting information that it’s Chinese New year time in St Albans.
So off we go …
We’re no strangers to Chinese New Year celebrations but this is our first in St Albans.
It’s a doozy.
The whole of the Alfrieda Street strip is pulsating … with distorted music, laughter, prancing dragons and much more.
And it smells terrific.
While there’s some overlap between the massive number of food stalls, there is a gratifyingly wide number of choices available, much of it on sticks.
As we amble up and down and back up the street, we make big-time happy with:
- Deep-fried calamari
- Mini Vietnamese pancakes
- Wonderful grilled sweet corn
- Skewers of beef interspersed with onion and capsicum
- Beef honey jerky.
- A wonderfully crunchy, fresh, healthy (!) green papaya salad with jerky and peanuts that almost matches the one we enjoyed at this august occasion.
As we are leaving, a dude asks if it’s OK for his girlfriend to take a photo of him and I.
As Bennie concludes, it’s probably all over FB or Twitter by now …
Maybe I should start charging for Mythbusters pictorial duties.