Turning a pig’s ear into a silk purse? Brisbane nails it. If you like food in the slightest, and are in Brisbane, visit Gasworks Newstead for case in point.
I love a short-cut. Particularly when it ends with ice cream and has been handed down from my grandmother, Mama. She was a lady to the end.
Mary Randles has recently opened Madame Rouge in Brisbane’s now gentrified Valley, where hipsters rub beards and drink copious cocktails.
Ever wonder what fruit picking as a job is like? It’s a hard way to make a living. And picking strawberries, so soft and low, must be the hardest.
Here is just one of my favourite local hangouts. Want a great beer and burger in a cheap and cheerful pub? Preachers delivers a different kind of sermon.
Love chocolate? Real Chocolate? Anny delivers, and it’s Vegan as well. So easy to make, fresh from the Mayans’ table of worship.
On the back of our summer sojourn to the raspberry fields (forever), I had to make this tart. Another great recipe from my cooking school days.
Real men also pick berries! A very small drive from the Hobart CBD, lies Coal River Farm. Fruit of the vine, or canes and trees lie in wait.
A tiny place with a big future. A chef’s ride into the terrifying territory of ownership. This is Philippe Leban’s A Tiny Place Cafe.
Behind the farm gate or over the fence and down the lane? Hobart’s Bathurst Street Farmgate Market delivers the goods in spades. Literally.