These are eggs that deserve a party. Yet brunch gatherings aren’t always easy or fun. They’re often the domain of people with small children – the ones trying to maintain the social life they once had, before the nap times of tiny creatures cannibalised their day. They’re for me nine years ago, playing house with …
Mexican
This is the first in a series of posts, which apart from being useful, will also act as something of an apology. Full confession; It all started with cocktails. Then wine. Too much wine. It was then that I climbed onto my high horse. I think anyone who’s more than a passing visitor to this …
Just as there are sounds that can whisk you to memories, there are tastes that take me straight to a place. This salsa is one of them. I rarely make it when I’m not at Avoca Beach, an hour and a half north of Sydney- because the tang and burn that I’m not there is …
Fish tacos are a feast that cries for warmth. Whether it’s from the sun high in the sky, or via an eyebrow elevating blast of chilli. The last time I ate fish tacos, I was here. We were on a surfing safari in the depths of Baja. Over the course of a dusty week I …
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila….floor. That’s usually how it goes when we’re eating Mexican for dinner. Here’s one reason; The Hungry One makes margaritas that are dangerously good. They need to be licensed. So when we’re having a Mexican feast, there normally isn’t a dessert. By that point of the evening I’m usually a …
