Keith Ancker originally posted this on a Facebook Group – Chef’s Circle, and I loved his full on story of what his life’s been behind the pass. Now he’s moving on, and giving bouquets and brickbats to those from his past. Keith is in the USA, so for those Australians among us, some of the terms will be strange. But it’s worth the read, trust me. And I haven’t taken out the language… it’s how it is.
Claremont House, 12 Lady Clark Ave, Claremont | (03) 6249 8818 | www.claremonthouse.com.au/ View by appointment only Like a grand lady with flounced skirts, Claremont House bats her eyes as we crunch up the winding road to reach the crest of the hill. There she sits, Lady of all she surveys, suffering through the nips and tucks…
Wobbly Boot refers to the shape of the land, and the clever graphic on their wine labels instantly took me back to my childhood and Gulliver’s Travels.
In this beautiful autumn weather, it seemed a very good idea to do a wine trail through the Coal River Valley – one of the best wine trails in Australia.
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.
To Nonesuch Distillery owner Rex Burdon, whose passion started way back in the corporate world, there was no better name for his beautiful gin.
You know that song “Hotel California”? Every time I step in to the Alabama, I hear that song. But it’s not a lonely place! It’s just got a retro feel.
The true test of a business is how it deals with a surge in custom. Front Beach Taphouse were sorely tested when we descended upon them recently.
MoMa always draws a good crowd. And on a glorious Sunday in summer, one can visit MoMa – or the MONA Market – and enjoy ‘stone soup’.
A superb blue sky day just outside Hobart, soaking up the green and blue of a blueberry orchard. Carl spends every day there. He knows he’s a lucky man.