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Have just returned from a fun trip to Melbourne! I’m just itching to travel at the moment, this time last year I was on the other side of the planet, exploring/eating my way through Paris, Rome and London and this year, I’m feeling cold cold cold in my winter Sydney bubble. At the start of the year, Herr Mouttard and I booked some flights down to Melbourne and promptly forgot about them – it was

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I am in possession of an Entertainment Book this year. Last year’s edition sat on my bookshelf, forgotten and neglected until we discovered it whilst packing to move house earlier this year– the dust on it screamed waste. The deals are great (especially in today’s economic climate), but the main attraction for me, apart from the fact the money paid for it goes to charity/fundraising, is that it

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Considering that I regularly yum cha, it’s a little embarrassing that I haven’t blogged any of it yet. A comforting mid morning affair for me, I find the combination of warm savoury mouthfuls and sips of hot chinese tea a relaxing way to start a weekend day. My only warning when it comes to yum cha – never underestimate the filling power of those bite sized morsels, or the tea for that matter.

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Welcome back lovely reader of my recently neglected, but dearly loved food blog! In the next few weeks/months, I’ll be rampantly posting a huge backload of posts, in an effort to clear out a ballooning WIP folder, sync my computer with my little external hard drive (a trusty friend in the last few disjointed months) and basically make more time for my love of food/blogging. Well that’s the plan

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The familiar blogger screen greets me! As you may or may not know, I'm currently out of Sydney and have been living in Cairns (out of a very modest suitcase). In the last few months, my entire life has been literally turned upside down and so many things, including food related adventures have been put on hold... Being relatively young (I like to think) and free from major traumatic

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Crown St is by no means lacking in either recreational or culinary delights. Between the vast array of fashion boutiques, second hand stores and the diverse selection of cafés, I could easily spend many an hour of the day wandering up this arterial road. Heading into the evening, the prospect of drinks and dinner emerges and again choice is not an issue. Among the offerings is Toko, a stylish

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Lamingtons were rife during my primary school years. Being part of an expanding school meant there was always a reason to raise funds, so lamington drives, as well as the giant lamington stand at our annual school feté were an omnipresent occurrence. I’m going to now guestimate that during that period I must have consumed at least my own body weight in these icing and coconut encrusted sponge

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Tucked just off King St, I felt like Black Star Pastry was my little bakery secret – until H mentioned it’s gingerbread ninjas. Secret’s Out! The bakery also functions as a café and although I’ve never eaten in, the polished surrounds and friendly staff create an intimate setting, regardless of how busy it gets. I do feel this is an inadequate post in terms of pictures, since the following

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Regardless of time, place or occasion, I’m always naturally inclined towards ice cream. Live with me for a week and you’ll no doubt hear me yelling down the stairs “I want ice cream for dinner!” When asked what my favourite food is, I can never decide on an answer (being enthusiastic about so many foods), but if actions speak louder than words, then maybe, just maybe, it’s Ice Cream.In Sydney, I

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Warning SPOILER! Through friends with Pay TV, Herr Mouttarde was able to report that he’d just witnessed Jamie Oliver’s defeat in his showdown with American Iron Chef (Italian) Mario Batali. Mario Batali, the Michelin star winning American is a favourite of Herr Mouttarde's, who appreciates the fine dining slant which all his meals on the series have taken so far, while I’ve recently reverted to

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This recipe was lifted from the Taste website after initially thinking of baking a regular cheesecake. Much lighter than it’s cream cheese counterpart, it’s also a lot less sweet, balanced with the perfect match of strawberries and balsamic vinegar in the syrup. Being a lot less rich than a regular cheesecake it’s also a lot easier to fit in more slices lol. In the process of experimenting with

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“Off to Paddington!” we announce, as we rumble down Cleveland St in Madam Saucy’s newly acquired retro old Saab. With it’s clunky gearbox, sticky and heavy clutch and almost nonexistent handbrake, this barely roadworthy relic (which I found adorably charming) is the designated vehicle for the night. MedicineWoman bravely takes to wheel and we slowly but surely head towards Love Supreme, for an

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With Japanese gossip magazines and tabloids lazily draped over the lovely hardwood furniture, lower tables for those wishing to sit on the floor and an order at the counter/pay before you eat system, this intimate and unpretentious Japanese restaurant is hidden gem, tucked away upstairs at Palm Court. The serenity inside belies the large, bustling and noisy Blue Sky Brewery which has recently

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For me, the view of Sydney Harbour is strikingly picturesque and as touristy as it sounds, I never tire of it. Framed by the Opera House and Harbour Bridge, it’s hard to find another scene which manages to completely encapsulate the essence and style of Sydney. With interstate visitors, we ended our weekend with lunch at Aqua Dining, above the swimming pool at Milson’s Point. It was a gorgeous

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Shortly before my first foodbloggers meet at Adriano Zumbo, I sneakily went into Balmain with friends for a long awaited breakfast. Trying to organise groups larger than four can sometimes be a little hectic for me - more people juggling even more commitments usually means I have to book people further in advance than I would like (like a hairdresser’s appointment:S). Luckily for me, I managed to

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At mine, miniature stacks of Delicious Magazine can be found adorning the numerous bookshelves that live in our house (we’re a household of voracious readers). I’m the type that actually reads recipe books for fun (lame, I know), so I find myself gravitating towards the monthly publications like Delicious to get a fix of new recipes and food porn photos. Since I’m temporarily out of Sydney,

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Belated post. After another round of exams, the last for Madam Saucy, unless she wants that 3rd degree, my close girlfriends and I decided to have a long overdue catch up (and celebratory drinks) after our long self imposed study exiles. Another reason I just couldn’t wait for it all to be over was that I knew my great friends MedicineWoman and H would be coming from Brizvegas and Eden

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What’s a girl to do when she’s got new tart/quiche pan and a whole stack of shortcrust pastry in the freezer? Earlier in the week, I made a Lime Tart, which was a complete disaster (but I’m still psyching myself up for another try lol), so to avoid another sweet gooey mess, I decided to go in the entirely opposite direction and make a quiche.The last time I had quiche, it was in Paris, from a

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Mission: Ice cream run. Destination: Serendipity!!! Person who got roped in: The considerate Herr Moutarde:)So we’re off to Serendipity Natural Ice Cream and Sorbet, which is conveniently and dangerously close by. I first had a taste of Serendipity goodness at a dinner party held by my uncle (who is a fantastic chef), where he incorporated the Serendipity Coconut and Kaffir Lime sorbet into one

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I’m undoubtedly a summer person. Being brought up in the tropics, I thrive in sweltering, hot conditions and morph into a whiney, miserable, shivering woman who constantly feels suffocated by the numerous layers needed to keep herself warm. So in a sense, it’s quite unfortunate for me to be now living in Sydney, where the weather is both unpredictable and never consistently sunny/warm enough

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As Daisy Moo, ChocolateQueen and I walked into Wagaya, we were grateful we’d made a booking. Despite the early dinner (by our standards), the foyer was absolutely packed with people waiting for a seat, and as we approached the counter, a frustrated looking couple brushed past us, muttering about how they would never get fed… So, the place is in demand.The restaurant has an attractive layout, with

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Thanks to random net surfing, I’ve recently stumbled across some unexpected bacon products. The first is deep fried bacon, simply the thought of this mortifies me….. For $6 (US), it’s now possible to acquire deep fried bacon as an appetiser. Rashers of bacon, dipped in egg wash, dusted with flour and deep fried in vegetable oil….served with a suspicious looking white “gravy”.Now don’t get me

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While Dominos/Pizza Hut pizzas will always serve a purpose, I relish quality authentic takeaway pizza. Whilst enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon at JJW and Snow White’s house, Herr Moutarde and I realised we’d have to forgo dinner out plans :) We were due for an appearance at a housewarming party and there was simply no time - we’d spent most of it with relaxed drinks and conversation, some

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If you’re a reader of other Sydney food blogs you’ll realise this post is late(ish). 3 days may not be much in the real world, but it definitely is in the blogosphere lol.I’ve just had a Balmain/bakery oriented weekend, starting with a breakfast on Saturday, which I’ll post later:), and a trip to Adriano Zumbo, followed on Sunday with…….Adriano Zumbo again, this time with fellow Sydney food

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So I'm entering into (Not Quite) Nigella's baking/chocolate cake competition:) Not because I'm a stellar baker, but because droolworthy recipes should really be shared:)This is my favourite cake recipe at the moment. It’s moist and fudgy, with a dark rich chocolate flavour and is covered with mouth-watering ganache. The recipe can be found here from the Epicurious website and is designed to

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It’s a shame that quality Malaysian food is so underrepresented at the moment in the diverse world of Sydney food offerings. I fell in love with Malaysian food in …..Malaysia lol. When I was younger I did a 6 week stint travelling through Malaysia/Singapore and even now, I drool at the mention of the food we had there:) Yes, it was a culture shock – I had never before left Australia. Beverages

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The gorgeous Reemski from I Am Obsessed with Food has tagged me! The idea is to share 6 things that people may not know about us and then tag 6 others to continue the share fest:)Six random things about me:1. I have extremely flat feet, which contribute to a characteristic waddle. As a consequence I dislike all feet in general…so No Foot Massages please…2. I may have a slight weakness for

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The story of Guylian (as I read from the wall of the café) is romantic. Belgian chocolatier Guy Foubert marries his true love Liliane and they set up a little chocolate factory in their home making truffles and pralines for local chocolate shops – they name the chocolates “Guylian”, a combination of both their names. How cute! Sorry, I’m a sucker for things like this…So anyway, Goldilocks, Lady S

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The household hasn’t been out for a collective dinner for too long. Following some thai food nostalgia moments (initiated by Sindel and mainly about Thai Pothong’s Four Season Tofu), we all make our way to Thai Pothong.There are so many Thai places on King St, but Thai Pothong is in my top 3, for multiple reasons: 1. They can always take large last minute bookings because of their huge space2.

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If there is one brownie recipe you try, make it this one – you’ll never look back:) I am by no means a pro baker and even I managed to make this mouthwatering recipe! I found this recipe during a trawl through the Taste Website. Starting the baseThe usual suspects in an indulgent bakery treat – fat, sugar and eggs. I use a regular electric hand beater and the sheer amount of sugar meant I was

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Located in the heart of Cairns city, Rusty’s Markets offer a large range of fresh local produce, whilst attracting vendors from Greater Far North Queensland. My earliest food market memories were in Rusty’s Market so I was extremely excited to revisit and do some grocery shopping:) Whilst it’s undergone a major renovation since last time I was here, the spirit of the markets remains the same.

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I’m still bitter about my study imposed exile. Sure, I love learning, but I’m convinced the cram rate that I’m currently on is going to make my brain explode… You would think a second degree would be easier - but it is sooo not… I blame high expectations and subsequent pressure levels… Speaking of said brain, like every other exam session, I’ve made a conscious effort to provide her with

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Seeing as we had an afternoon free, Daisy Moo, Chocolate Queen and myself booked ourselves in for a cooking lesson at Fratelli Fresh. These are held every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, by the friendly staff from Café Sopra. Electrolux provides all cooking appliances.The menu is simple, with a focus for fresh, in season ingredients and Italian cooking. Our lovely hosts Donna and Liz took us

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Not exactly a standard food blog post, but it is related to food:) The above grazing 'chickens' were part of Bansky’s latest offering, which unfortunately finished at the end of October. It was set up in New York and called “The Village Pet Store and Charcoal Grill”. Focused on the exploitation of animals (including the ones we eat..) I found it both entertaining and thought provoking!Check this

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That’s right, the Monaco Bar is back (and has been for a little while now). We got our grubby little hands on them the other night and sat back to reminisce about the pre-Maxibon era.More accurately, Sindel and I reminisced - Herr Moutarde was wondering what all the fuss was about (apparently Nestle didn’t introduce the Monaco Bar to it’s home country?!) and Daisy Moo and Chocolate Queen didn’t

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Herr Moutarde rarely makes baking requests, but recently, he asked if I could make him this almond cake. The recipe is from Jane Lawson’s Cocina Nueva, The New Spanish Kitchen, which darling H gave me as a birthday present a couple of years back.I still haven’t cooked my way through the entire book yet, but this cake is really yummy. When I first got the book I would make it quite regularly, but

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I’ve been looking forward to a weeknight dinner with my girls, and this time we decided to head to Flying Fajita Sisters in Glebe for a night of Mexican themed fun.We went on a Tuesday night, which is $3 taco and tequila night, and it was quite full, so I do recommend you make a booking if Tuesday is your preferred night.Sindel, H and I decided to kick start the night with a tequila shot – why

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I admit I was long overdue for a Canberra visit – it’s been too long since I’ve seen K. My itinerary from Cairns to Canberra saw me waking at 3am, jumping onto 2 (poorly timed) connecting flights and entering Canberra at 11. Needless to say, by the time I arrived at the airport, I was a mess… K and Sindel greeted me at the airport and we promptly headed for some breakfast/brunch – I knew I

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I escaped the awful weather in Sydney with a short trip to tropical, sunny Cairns! Great weather also means…outdoor dining, so taking advantage of this situation, we headed to Waterbar and Grill, on the decks of the local wharf.The atmosphere is relaxed, with one side of our table allocated a couch, and service is warm and friendly.We started small, with a plate of dips to share.Mixed dip plate

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It’s strawberry season, and no doubt, you too, have noticed the abundance in the supermarkets/grocers. In our household we have been devouring punnets continuously and strawberries never usually last long enough to be cooked.I wouldn’t really call myself a baker, but the sight of our flan tin the other day followed quickly by a fridgeful of strawberries quickly inspired me to bake a tart!Making

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I’m certain I’m not alone when I say I LOVE Happy Hour at Kuleto’s Cocktail bar. Happy hour is now between 6.00 – 7.30pm every night except Saturday, when it’s between 6.00 – 7.00pm.The cocktail range is fabulous, the location especially convenient if you’re a student at Sydney Uni (guilty over here) and the concept of “sharing is caring” is never more poignant as when your dear friend trades you

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Although I am not a fan of the ground floor of the Cooper’s Arms Hotel, I do appreciate the recent renovation to its top floor. With H finally returning from her backpacking adventures, it was up to her to choose the venue for our latest rendezvous. She suggested the top floor of the Cooper’s Arms, for a night of bar food and girly white wine. Sindel, Madam Saucy and I were more than happy to

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Sensing Mid Autumn Festival’s arrival and hence the beginning of the end of mooncake season, Daisy Moo and I went on a frantic mooncake mission through Chinatown to secure our boxes of mooncake goodness.Now you may think that getting mooncakes would be a simple transaction: enter shop, purchase goods, leave shop; but let me tell you otherwise. The numerous brands…the endless flavours….the swarms

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Being Lady S’s birthday, Chocolate Queen, Daisy Moo, Chocchip and Goldilocks and I decided to kick start the birthday weekend with a Friday afternoon Lenotre High Tea at Wentworth Sofitel :) I love a high tea and I really do like the French slant that the Sofitel delivers on theirs.The previous times I’ve been to High Tea here, I thoroughly enjoyed myself and could not fault anything from either

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For me, there’s something immensely satisfying about making things from scratch. Firstly, I know what’s in it. Secondly, it always tastes So Much Better.Pesto is so quick and simple to make yet I must admit, I do buy the jars from the supermarket. They’re convenient but they don’t taste half as good as the real stuff :(During the week, in the midst of a pasta craving, I decided to make some

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Not too long ago, the word ‘Pastizzi’ would have elicited quite a few puzzled looks. But now, thanks to the Pastizzi Café, Sydneysiders can enjoy a pastizzi with coffee, a pastizzi on the run or perhaps indulge in a pastizzi extravaganza meal.Pastizzi originate from Maltese cuisine, where they’re usually filled with ricotta or a pea mixture and usually eaten as a snack.I love pastizzi. I love

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I love being baked for, which is exactly what happened during the weekend. I emerged mid-morning to find Chocolate Queen baking miniature scones in our kitchen, a great surprise:) It’s been a while since I’ve had scones, the last time being at a high tea in the city. Due to the impromptu-ness of it all, there was no cream, but we had ample jam and butter!!!Which quickly becameWhich very quickly

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I’ve recently been given a copy of Gordon Ramsay’s new cookbook – Gordon Ramsay’s Healthy Appetite, Recipes From The f Word as a present. Needless to say, I was thrilled when I opened up the packaging:)From first glance, the menu inside looks fresh, delicious and yes healthy!! Dispersed among the recipes are useful and correct tidbits on nutrition and healthy cooking ideas, not to mention the

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I think Caketown is an absolute gem. Without fail I walk out of that closet of a bakery with a mouth-watering, oh-so-satisfying treat. I highly recommend:) The chocolate éclairs are divine, and I wouldn’t say no to one of their meringue pigs either.After a frantic rush through the rain that seems to be plaguing us these days, Cherries and I decided we deserved a treat, so, damp from rain, ran

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