I haven’t been out to a nice dinner without kids for – wait a minute, I haven’t even been out to a not-that-nice dinner without the kids – such a long time that I hardly remembered how to behave. In the elegant surroundings of 12-micron, I twitched and fidgeted and tried to act tres cool – a Read More →

I’m pretty sure I’m not alone in saying that my life as a mother to young creatures feels like a never ending cycle of packing snacks, making lunches, cooking, cooking again, washing clothes, washing sheets, washing toys, washing butts, feeding, more feeding, cleaning hands, cleaning mouths, cleaning faces, cleaning entire bodies, playing, chasing, walking outside, Read More →

I haven’t blogged about eating out in a really really long time. Partially because I don’t really eat out that often any more, but mainly because: Two Kids. Actually, it’s all because: Two Kids. But y’all know how much I love a good burger, and with Jack’s Newtown around the corner from me, what else am Read More →

po piah (fresh spring rolls with yambean, shredded omelette, tofu, cucumber, mince, crispy shallots and chilli paste) Lots of people have blogged about Hawker. I read, I drooled, my eyes fell out of my head. I could not wait to get my face into the apam balik, rojak, po piah and the supposedly amazeballs assam laksa. Read More →

Remember back in the day when weekends meant brunches out? Yeah, vaguely. And then suddenly there was The Void. Tiredness and morning feeds and early naps meant that for a while there, weekend brunches traipsed off with the unicorns but alas, we’re back. Life, as it seems, does eventually resemble what it used to be Read More →

Sydney, what the heck? Last week, we were boasting weather in the mid-20’s, kicking off our boots and quickly lashing on some polish on our hibernating toes so we could confidently flop around in our Havaianas. And this week? A measly 14 degrees celcius to call our own. Wet. Cold. Noodle. Soup. Need. Now. So here Read More →

I love Rising Sun Workshop, that’s pretty much all I need to say about this. Their philosophy, their space, their people, their food. Gah, it’s the coolest little loved up community I’ve come across in a while. Kicked off as a crowd-funded communal workspace for motorbike enthusiasts, the RSW team still have their feet firming planted atop Read More →

Wow. It’s been a long time between posts. So long in fact that I had to work my brain hard to remember my website login. I don’t think I’ve ever gone this long without a post. But these days, finding the time to blog has fallen down the priority ladder, right down next to having Read More →

The flourish of Malaysian restaurants in Sydney over the past few years has been fantastic for those of us who can eat Malaysian every day and never get sick of it. My favourites around town include Petaling Street, Mamak, Malacca Straits and Alice’s Makan. I also recently blogged about PappaRich, which I’m still undecided on. Well, here’s another Read More →

In case you haven’t quite worked it out, what you’re looking at right there is a big plate of fried chicken skin. Fried. Chicken. Skin. I’m pretty sure they serve this in heaven, or if not then well you can find it at PappaRich in Chatswood. In fact, go to PappaRich and get the fried chicken skin because honestly? Read More →

Last week, Panu was struck down by the man-flu. Even more heinous than the dreaded ‘lurgy, man-flu targets the manliest of men, reducing even the strongest of the breed to whimpering, coughing, spluttering messes. At 6am on a Saturday morning. 6am on a Saturday morning indeed. My sleep-in very much disrupted, I wondered what people Read More →

Goma street: caramelised white chocolate, sesame ice cream Last week was full of massive celebrations. I’d survived two weeks of work (which was not easy!), my family was in town, Panu finished studying (ready to make us millions now) and oh yes, we were also celebrating the fact that we got married. But mainly, I Read More →

steamed murray cod fillet, shaved abolone, snow peas, black fungi, ginger, green shallot vinaigrette I say this often, and I mean it even more often: I never ever associate my work with my social media. It’s not that I’m ashamed of what I do on social media, I just (a) know of people who’ve been Read More →

seared yellow fin tuna, pork belly, pink grapefruit, black pepper caramel I’ve had a preeeetty quite silly season this year. Working nights really cramps the party style and aside from a couple of Christmas lunches, I’ve missed most of the fancy-dressing alcohol-swilling gigs that have been happening across town the past month. But luckily, I Read More →

fat stacked ricotta hotcakes with bacon ice cream from Cowbell 808, Surry Hills There are more truths to life than death and taxes. For me, for example, other truths include the fact that: Breakfast is unequivocally the best meal of the day; People keep asking me for breakfast recommendations in Sydney-town; and Instagram has single-handedly reduced Read More →

salmon tartare It is absolutely a sign of old age when you start finding the music at bars a little too loud, when you frown at queues to get into clubs (and even more so at the outfits in the queues) and definitely when you call it a night well before midnight. Gone are the Read More →

cordero moruno – whole shoulder of lamb marinated in Moorish spices cooked in a josper charcoal oven All I can say is… I need to go back to Movida during the day, so that I can take prettier photos. I mean, just wait til you see the crappy state of these photos! I’m ashamed. But Read More →

tiger prawns in a coconut, coriander, red chilli, pepper sauce, with ginger, curry leaf, onions and tomato A couple of months ago, I was having dinner with some work friends (actually, we were more than “having dinner”; I was “enlightening” them with the wonders of the Number One Special at Kobe Jones) when conversation kept Read More →

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