I recently travelled to NSW for work. I had one night in Newcastle and then one night in North Ryde before flying home (exhausted) on the Friday evening.
So readers, can you tell me the last time you dined at Blue Train in Southbank?
The Fox Hotel sits on the corner of Alexandra parade and Wellington street and I must have driven past it so many times and never really registered its presence.
Saint Crispin is the patron saint of cobblers (people that make shoes, not the fruit pie kind) and Saint Crispin the restaurant is located in an old cobbler’s workshop. Got it?
Silks, a fine dining Cantonese restaurant in Crown Casino, has to have one of the most impressive entry ways I have ever seen.
Why do some restaurants work and some don’t? It might be just me but there seems to have been a lot of closures in the last year, of both old and new (and those in-between) places.
J and I had ourselves a mini-break within a mini-break over the Christmas period.
Our second day at the Ashes in Adelaide was going to be a hot one, with the temperature forecast to be in the mid-thirties.
I wouldn’t call my family cricket tragics; we can’t reel off facts and figures of past games or any player stats, and we don’t get cry when our team loses, but we do love and enjoy the game.
Readers, I rarely get food or dish envy. On the whole I am usually pretty damn happy with the choices I make and don’t covet my dining companions’ meal.
I am pretty sure I have mentioned this before, but my previous place of employment was located on Fitzroy street, St Kilda. To go from that wealth of eateries, to a business park with one overpriced option still leaves me very sad (after 3.5 years).