We spent yesterday with one of Grant’s aunts from Scotland. We hadn’t seen her since we stayed with her in Doune back in 1995. I remember the house so well – I remember Max, the mad golden setter even more clearly. He used… Read More

  Because it’s Thursday and I like to link up with the loving’ life crew, I had something scheduled about what fashion looks like at 50. Here’s a #spoileralert – whatever you damn well want it to look like. Then I figured that… Read More

I don’t know about you, but if I’m going out for breakfast I want something a little, well, different to what I’d get at home – and I say that acknowledging that my husband makes a flipping good brekky and an even… Read More

I’ve posted about Queenstown’s food scene before – here and here. But that was then and this is now – so we’re due an update. Fergburger is still a ‘thing’. The queues are there all day, and on a fine evening, hordes… Read More

I’ve often said that if I was to ever get married again (obviously to Mr T…) I’d want to do it here- at Spirit House. It’s possibly my favourite place to eat. Sure, I’ve been to posher restaurants with more complex menus,… Read More

There are some meals that need a post of their own. It’s not sufficient to simply post a pic of a plate of food and be done with it. That’s because a fabulous meal isn’t so much a few courses of something… Read More

I’ve enjoyed a few memorable oyster moments. The first was on a road trip with the man who would become my husband. It was also the first oyster I’d eaten that wasn’t from a tin and that didn’t get eaten on a jatz… Read More

So anyways, todays Friday Five is a little different. There’s no round-up of the week, no what I’m doing, reading, cooking, writing or watching. It’s an unashamed #foodporn post. It’s a post in five courses…plus drinks…and bread. Now, before I get too… Read More

How does the saying go? Manly- seven miles from Sydney, a thousand miles from care…or something like that. Anyways, I’ve written about it before…here. To todays Sydney weekender… The Occasion… Miss 17s belated birthday. Her brief- a day out by the beach… Read More

So anyways, out here in the Hills District, there are a lot of garden centres. These days, though, garden centres aren’t just about the plants, or the dirt and mulchy things. They’re also about the cafes. There’s something quite peaceful and outdoorsy… Read More