Ok, I’d just like to start by saying sorry about the photo of this dish. I was in a hurry. It really tastes a whole lot better than this looks. Now that that’s out of the way, if you’re anything like me, you are ever on the quest for quick, interesting things to cook for dinner. And you also have a top five (or so) that you have on high rotation. They’re the dishes that you make without really thinking about them: you always have the ingredients and somehow you can eat them over and over again without getting bored of them. Well, for a while, anyway. Continue reading “Ginger noodles”
Everyone’s busy all the time, right? Squeezing things in around work, obligations, chores and errands, and I for one am definitely guilty of getting stuck in the routine of it all and not always looking for something different to do to keep things interesting. Boring! Continue reading “The 1000 Steps”
One of the great philosophers of our time once posed the theory that ‘You don’t win friends with salad’, but I would tend to disagree. Strongly, actually. I’ve got a few special ones up my sleeve that definitely win fans, if not friends exactly. I promise to tell you about them all, Continue reading “Roasted pumpkin and mushroom salad with rocket and marinated feta”
Caution: rant ahead. What is it with real estate agents? I mean, they’re not popular, are they …? The one that particularly has my goat at the moment is the one that I hand over vast sums of cash to each month so that I can continue to live in a very excellently located yet poorly contrived shoe box. Continue reading “Fresh mint tea”
I asked my Vietnamese friend what ‘nom’ means, thinking that it was probably similar to the Cambodian ‘nyum’, meaning ‘eat’. But it doesn’t. Turns out it’s more like the sound that adults make when they’re trying to get a baby to eat something, kind of like ‘num num num num num’. So there you you go.
Melbourne is the first city that I’ve lived in that’s far enough away from the beach (and I mean real beaches, not where water meets sand, bayside), that a big chunk of the population ups and migrates to the coast for the summer. It reminds me in a way of the Manhattan glitterati decamping to the Hamptons. But probably not quite as highfalutin. Continue reading “Barwon Heads and Flinders – a summertime coastal retreat”
Sometimes when you order a dish in a restaurant, what arrives in front of you is so perfect, so completely unfussy and deliciously satisfying, that there isn’t much that needs to be said about it. Continue reading “Duck confit at the City Wine Shop”
I get most of my kicks in the kitchen when I just wing it. It amazes me that unless I’m planning to cook something in particular, I pretty much buy the same things week in, week out when I go grocery shopping, but frequently come up with surprising new ways to put them together. Continue reading “Paprika-marinated chicken with spicy Mexican salad and prosciutto”