Vietnam 2017

My opinion is that for a romantic relationship between two people to work, there needs to be a Type A and a Type B. Night Owl showed me a scene from a stand up comedy once, where the gentleman explains that the Type B person is the one that goes through life singing “La-di-dah”, skipping and…

Italian Kitchen ‘Modo Mio’ My Way with Massimo Mele

Did you know that there are so many ways to make gnocchi? “Gnocchi” translates directly to “dough dumpling”, so essentially you can transform anything that binds together with starch into a dumpling. Some common forms of dumplings I’ve been making recently include traditional potato gnocchi, ricotta gnocchi, and gnocchi made with choux pastry, or pâte à…

Five Days in Hong Kong

It’s the worst form of torture to constantly receive flight sale notifications when you’re almost broke! It’s the promise and lure of an upcoming holiday which keeps me going through the working day, the working week, the working month. Night Owl and I have recently booked flights in October to Vietnam for $350 return (bangin’ bargain), and…

Easter weekend in the Hunter Valley

A good few words start with W… winter, warmth and wine. With the drop into the cooler season of autumn, come Easter long weekend both Night Owl and myself knew we were both in dire need of a break. Our Hong Kong trip (which I am still yet to write about) felt like eons ago, and with both of our…

Flaming High Tea @ Le Cordon Bleu

High tea is one of my favourite experiences: selecting the blend of tea, starting with a number of sandwiches with cold cuts, salad and cheese, fluffy scones slathered with jam and light-as-clouds whipped cream, and an assortment of delicate pastries – whether they be miniature buttery shortcrust tarts, silky handmade chocolates filled with oozy caramel,…

To Deconstruct Sweetness

I had never been really a huge fan of marshmallows until that day. I remember the day when my Sister came home with a small bag of treats – mini marshmallows in various pretty pastel colours, sealed in the most adorable little bag with carry handles, emblazoned with the silver label “Sweetness the Patisserie”. It…

Japan 2016 Part 3: Kyoto, Hakone & Home

Day 7 (cont): The Pickle Market and An Excellent Pork Schnitty It was time to leave Hiroshima and get back onto the train to head north to our next stop: Kyoto. A 7-11 at Hiroshima Station provided us with sustenance: a karaage chicken noodle lunchbox, onigiri, and a Calpis soda – gosh I miss the…

Japan 2016 Part 2: Osaka and Hiroshima

Day 4 – Bullet train time!! En route to Osaka The next day we are packed and ready to get on our first ever Shinkansen train. We had not activated our JR passes upon entering Japan, as we knew our first couple of days would be in Tokyo. We headed to the JR counter in Tokyo…

Japan 2016 Part 1: Tokyo

It’s hard to believe that it’s been only three months or so since Night Owl and I returned from the glorious country of Japan. It’s the little moments like stepping into a tiny Japanese sushi house in Neutral Bay, hearing the “arigato gozaimasu” when I buy my Uncle Tetsu Cheesecake, the shock at seeing how expensive Japanese whiskey…

Hong Kong – a fly by

While we were starting to put together the idea of a trip to Japan late last year, Night Owl and I agreed that we would do a brief stop by Hong Kong. Neither of us have ever been but were intrigued by the idea of 24 hour yum cha and street markets selling counterfeit luxury goods. Japan…

The Platinum Club @ Turandot, Sydney Harbour

I still remember the first piece of advice my sister gave me regarding attendance at an opera performance: “Don’t be too worried about not understanding what’s going on or what’s being said”,  she reassured. “Just lean back and enjoy the spectacle. There are subtitles, and when you look at them they usually say something along the…

Los Vida

My apartment gets hot. In winter, my old-style flat is a snug little haven from blistering chilly winds and frozen mornings – I don’t even need to have a hot water bottle or electric blanket to sleep, and in my housemate’s room the no-longer-usable fireplace is somehow connected to our neighbours downstairs, so when the…