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Gluten-refined-sugar-and-dairy-free, paleo banana bread

I had invited some friends over for a Saturday afternoon ‘tea’, at the time thinking that the ‘tea’ might be more of the type that goes with G&. However, having noticed a couple of days before said afternoon get-together, a bunch of bananas languishing beyond the point of firmness in the fridge, I decided that I would try to turn them into banana bread, and stick to a more traditional afternoon tea. Continue reading “Gluten-refined-sugar-and-dairy-free, paleo banana bread”

Nusa Lembongan, Indonesian island (part two)

Wednesday 28 December
I woke up at 2:30 a.m. to the sound of howling wind and rain lashing our thatched beehive bungalow, and after an hour or so of listening to it, dropped back to sleep. The next bout arrived a bit before 6 o’clock and I thought the chances of going snorkelling in two hours seemed slim. At 7:00, with the wind still howling and dark clouds filling the circumference of my field of view, I had our morning-shift staffer at our bungalows phone D&B to take a rain-check on the snorkelling until the next day.

Dream Beach, Nusa Lembongan, Indonesia

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Nusa Lembongan – Indonesia’s quiet alternative to Bali (part one)

Sunday 25 December 2016

A twelve-hour sleep gave way to a gorgeous morning at Dream Beach on Nusa Lembongan, Indonesia. The journey of the day before had deposited us here, a cove buffeted by wily waves, the ocean making its way wildly to the shore. Cliffs eroded by millennia of this provided a ruggedly spectacular frame for the vista from our room. Where the foaming white water curls in under the cliffs it has been eroding  forever, carving out a niche that it fits, just so. Somehow, through the roar of the waves and a torrid wind, we had slept, the first act to filing away the roughness that the year had been.

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Salad of Serrano ham, lentils, avocado and a fried egg

Exactly how it came to be that I found myself in possession of leftover lentils escapes me. Well, I do remember them being cooked to go with something, and that there was an excess, but since becoming the star of a surprisingly good salad, the earlier use for the lentils has been forgotten.

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Canberra short break

I’m embarrassed to admit that of the many places in the world that I have been to, our nation’s capital had not been one of them. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go, I just had never got around to it. There was a plan, about three years ago, to have a rendezvous there with a Sydney friend to take in some fabulous international touring exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery, but we couldn’t line up our schedules, so it fell to the wayside. Continue reading “Canberra short break”

Thai red curry

Disappointment = when you realise, the moment you open it, that you’ve accidentally bought LIGHT cream cheese. This sort of thing I find quite difficult to get over. It just happened to me and my plan to try to move on from that is to concentrate on something that I rarely find disappointing: red curry.  Continue reading “Thai red curry”

Tamar River cruise (part four)

Back in Launceston, or ‘Launnie’ or ‘Launois’, so say those in the know (not LaunVegas?), our Sunday was all organised with a four-hour cruise on the Tamar River booked. This was to take us straight up the middle of where we had travelled the previous two days, and give a completely different perspective. We arrived at the Home Point Cruise Terminal to see a small crowd already milling about, jostling for pole position to board the Tamar Odyssey catamaran as soon as the captain gave the word. This was obviously a very popular activity for the over-60s visiting Launceston. Continue reading “Tamar River cruise (part four)”

Bridport and the west Tamar Valley wine route (part three)

Waking up in our little cottage on the dunes at Barnbougle, I discovered that I hadn’t made it up in time for sunrise (hint:  I wasn’t trying), but the early low-slanting light that I did catch was incredible, making the grasses glow a fierce gold and giving the golf course green the look of having been processed through an Instagram filter. We packed up and took a quick spin 4km down the road to Barnbougle’s sister resort, Lost Farm. We had a sticky beak in their restaurant just to ogle the spectacularly dramatic view through the floor to ceiling windows, and then drove into Bridport for brunch. Continue reading “Bridport and the west Tamar Valley wine route (part three)”

Cataract Gorge and the east Tamar Valley wine route (part two)

The next morning – Good Friday – after a slow start, we headed over the hill to the beautiful Cataract Gorge Reserve. Arriving there at about 11am, I was surprised to find the carpark close to full, but apparently this is not an actual surprise because it turns out that Cataract Gorge is Launceston’s number one tourist attraction. Entering the grounds of the reserve, visitors are greeted with a plaque that proudly announces that it is home to the world’s longest single span chairlift. With a total length of 457m and a centre span of 308m, it was also an official carrier of the year 2000 Olympic flame. Continue reading “Cataract Gorge and the east Tamar Valley wine route (part two)”

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