As you can probably see from the rather earnest, patriotic posts of Anzac day- we’re home. The honeymoon is over baby… We got home about two and a bit weeks ago and the novelty of being a grown up again with a full time job and sober smoked salmon salad lunches has swiftly worn off. […]
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What do you do when you’ve got too many Anzac cookies and some people to impress? Welcome to ready steady cook at ours. We’ve got a pretty impromptu dinner with the married ones and some dear friends who’ve returned from London. The quality of the wine they bring is always mythical and their palates are […]
For many of my insidious generation, dwindling here down the end of the alphabet, sometimes Anzac day can fail to resonate. It’s a welcome day off, hot on the heels of Easter. It’s a day when the dingier pubs are full of people, jostling to flip coins for potential gain. Back in the day it […]
We’re heading west to Bordeaux, where we’ve been warned they’re very serious about their wine and the food is not for the faint hearted. Bordering Gascoigne we’re looking at more duck, foie gras, the famed Pauiilac lamb and more steak with sauces made from Bordeaux wines and marrow among other things. Our first stop is […]
We’re 100km north of Montpellier, hurtling down the A9 . I’ve been tapping away at our little laptop and booking restaurants in Tolouse and San Sebastian and the Hungry One, out of nowhere has just said “Aha”. “It’s chewy” he says. “That’s the texture that I love. Crunchy and crispy on the outside, but chewy […]