When it’s Tuesday night and you really don’t actually want to devote the time to making any of the things that Delicious magazine says are “Tuesday night dinners” there are a few options.

The pizza place that’s opened up downstairs is one option. It smells good and we’re desperate to see that it stays in business. Less chance for the hooligans in the skate park to throw rocks through the building windows and set cars on fire when there’s commerce around. Any half decent player of Sim City 2000 knows that when business in an area is good, crime drops.

Pizza with mushrooms would be good, except that due to some …

Gone in 60 seconds….

There’s no Angelina, there’s no Nicholas Cage, there’s no questions about what’s better, sex, or stealing cars. There’s just a pretty tame question that’s much more relevant to my life at the moment.

How easy is to spend $60 on dinner in 60 seconds?

For me it’s now a pretty easy thing to do on the walk home.

I used to work in Ashfield, land of cheap Asian grocers. I’d walk up the road at lunch and dither over what I’d buy.

It was ok to dither- at the cheap fruit place mixed leaf was $10.99 a kilo and I’d occasionally get told “you have pretty hands”. At …

When it’s cold- and I mean really cold and you’ve just spent a day trying to manoeuvrer yourself around with sticks on your feet and strange pointy things dangling from your wrists there are certain kinds of food you want to eat.

Carbohydrates. Fats. Squishy things. Cheese.

Wash it down with some red wine and the world starts to seem normal again. Hurtling down a slope of snow begins to seem like it could be fun again. Your shins don’t ache through to the bone quite so much .

Recently a group of six went to the snow. There was me, the Hungry One, the Vegaquarians and the married ones.

With us we …