I want to tell you about my favourite place in Sydney. It’s possibly my favourite place in the world. The shortlist is quite long (Cliff bars of Dubrovnik, Yountville in the Napa Valley, Avoca Beach, Ammoudi in Santorini and Wailea in Maui all make cameos). But Freshwater Beach, or more specifically, Pilu at Freshwater, is […]
Italian
This is a meal for modest celebrations. It’s about that time. I think I’m officially on maternity leave. Well, at least until January, when the edits for the book come back. It’s strange to be starting your maternity leave when your baby is 15 weeks old- right about the time when others are slinking […]
It’s been a big week. This is the sort of dish you should make at either the cusp or close of such a window in time. It’s been a period pocked with frantic packing and unpacking. I used to be very good at packing. I’ve perhaps hurt my mother’s feelings a little in the […]
This is not a drill. It’s taken a while for me to clock this. When I wake in the dark to the sound of mewling, it occasionally takes a good 15 seconds for me to work through the thought processes; ‘why is there a cat in my room?’ Did we buy a cat?’ No. […]
I understand now why the UN counts sleep deprivation as a form of torture. I have seen its inky depths up close and I have named it. It was during one pitch of a night when I first saw the clock trace its way past every number, when my hand had long ago learned how […]
