Food. Wine. Melbourne.
Back in 2009 on a trip to Melbourne, I wandered up and down Lygon Street asking the spruikers if their pasta was homemade. I didn’t have much luck. In a city renowned for its Italian it was pretty hard to find something authentic. Fortunately times have changed; there are plenty of marvellous pizzas scattered around […] Read more…
Four years ago today, my beat-up old Nissan Pulsar jiggled and slid its way through Melbourne’s cobbled, tram-tracked streets for the first time. The city I had fallen in love with in 2004 and visited many times since was now my home and I was so damned excited. But cities lose their magic when you […] Read more…
I was an ugly duckling. I’m not exactly a beautiful swan now but as awkward teenage years go, mine were pretty awks. With freckles, braces, an unflattering bob-cut, a penchant for PB (peanut butter) and an aversion to PE (Physical Education), it’s safe to say I wasn’t in the running for homecoming queen (or whatever […] Read more…