Food. Wine. Melbourne.
I love hot cross buns. I love them smeared with butter or dobbled (new word meaning ‘so thickly spread that the only way to do it is with a spoon’) with lemon curd, slathered with peanut butter or Nutella, or both at once. I always buy too many hot cross buns and end up with […] Read more…
You have eaten well all week: avoided sugar, drunk sludgy odd-coloured smoothies for breakfast, lunched on salads and even cut back on the booze; but it’s Sunday night and you are just hankering for something sweet. There’s a packet of Tim Tams in the cupboard, but you know that if you open it you will […] Read more…
It was a disaster. I had quickly etched out a shopping list as I ran out of the house but forgot to note the quantities. As I stood in front of the cream cheese, I couldn’t remember how many blocks the recipe called for. At $4 a block I decided that $12 worth of cream […] Read more…
“Oh Nicole I had the most amazing dessert on Christmas day!” I braced myself. This had been exclaimed by the friend who returned from the culinary fiesta that is Spain extolling the virtues of cola mixed with red wine and beans cooked with bacon. “Prostitute brownies!” Hang on a minute… “Well, really they are called […] Read more…
“MANGO, get your MANGO! Only teeennnnnn dollar. MANGO,” came the siren song drifting through the markets. Before I knew it I was the proud owner of an enormous tray of very ripe mangoes. My metaphorical shipwreck moment came when I realised I had to get them home on the tram. I managed to offload a couple […] Read more…