One of the first things I learnt to bake was scones. I would have been in my early teens because we were living in Bombala (in southern NSW) and I even entered them in the local show a couple of times –… Read More

We got home from Singapore at midday on Thursday – after flying since just after midnight that morning. The whole just after midnight flight thing really did my head in – not just because 00:45 is a ludicrous time to be getting… Read More

  Here in Australia, it’s ANZAC Day.  Sure it’s a public holiday – and hands up anyone who doesn’t like them – but for those of you outside of Australia and New Zealand, or who aren’t aware of it, ANZAC Day is… Read More

I love gnocchi, but it can be a tad difficult to get right. Unless you want something with enough rubber to deal with the Bruce Highway in a Queensland downpour, you need to dry the spuds out properly, and not overwork them,… Read More

Each month I’ll review a cookbook – new or old from my shelf.  The featured cookbook for April is Ella Risbridger’s Midnight Chicken (& Other Recipes Worth Living For)… I’m going to preface this review by saying that this is the best… Read More

I can’t remember when I last slept past 5am. Sure there were days that I did in NZ, but that was before I’d adjusted to time zones and 7am there was really 4am at home so it doesn’t really count. This morning… Read More

I’m back to work in the day job from tomorrow and have to admit to having done not very much at all over the last week – apart from reading books and faffing about in the pool, that is. Aside from not… Read More

Back in 2015, we spent the leadup to Christmas in the UK. It changed our idea of Christmas forever. Sure, Christmas in Australia is great. It’s the beginning of our summer holidays and there’s a real carefree feeling in the air. It… Read More

Although we live in South East Queensland, when I think of Christmas cooking and Christmas tables my mind turns to the northern hemisphere. It stands to reason then, that the food I read about and the recipes I want to cook are… Read More

Mr T is Scottish. He was born in a place called Falkirk – it’s near Stirling – but he can’t even fake an “auch aye” these days. Nor does he like whisky. I know – it’s tough to imagine such a thing…. Read More