Geronimo? Rebel? His name means ‘one who yawns’, well did this namesake restaurant make me yawn? Hell no, but not exactly jump for joy either.
So humming the song, we bounced a little, and settled at an outside table at Annie’s Kitchen.This place is a bit like an Aladdin’s cave of foodie delights.
You lucky ducks. Two posts in one! Where to buy really good fresh seafood in Hobart, and my Dad’s favourite seafood sauce recipe. Easy peasy.
Isn’t it such a buzz when you find a place that is run by passionate people who know their sh*t? That’s Little Missy Patisserie.
Walking home laden from the Bathurst Street Farmgate markets, pastries waft into my brain. Daci and Daci pastries in fact.
A cosy sit by the fireplace, even in summer? Great pizza, flavours, and atmosphere. Hearth ticked our boxes and then some.