The honey badger is the badass of the animal world. I think I want to be a honey badger. Unless it’s the one who sacrificed his balls for a cafe in Hobart.
When we finally reached Southbank, the place was a soggy mess. We pulled up at The Jetty, fanging at the bit. Or hungry, if the slang does your head in.
Arriving from the cool summer of Tassie smack bang into the sultry heat of Queensland, a beer seemed like the idea of the century.
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.
A very fishy business! And in so many more ways than one! A recent trip to Blue Eye Seafood Restaurant down in Salamanca was interesting
Born in Brunswick, new kid on the block and run by an ex Master Chef contestant, is not perfect. But they ticked enough of my boxes for me to leave happy.
This was a birthday lunch, and with two dear friends visiting from Melbourne, the celebration called for a special place. Frogmore Creek Vineyard it was.
There are a few places I visit in Hobart where I feel I may just be in a parallel fairy tale world. One of them is the Brook Street Larder.
Quirky? Clever? Fun? It’s all of the above. A big welcome to this new kid on the block – The Quartermasters Arms in Hobart.
Where worlds collide, and tomorrow meets today, Kosaten throws us the twenty-first century on a tiny train. It’s a brave new world.