When we wandered into Christchurch there was no doubt thatwe were there for the night only because taking the road into Fox Glacier wouldhave been a terrible mistake in the snow storm that blew through the West coastthat July. We were drivers who had never driven in snow, and the mere idea of“chaining the tires”, … Continue reading »
I originally wrote this as part of a lengthier post to come, but I felt it was best to pay tribute to the burgers that made our trip. There are 2 to make mention of for having the tenacity of sneaking into our dreams and into our cravings weeks after we’d long left New Zealand. … Continue reading »
Before hitting New Zealand, I spent quite a bit of time trawling through food blogs and sites, hoping to unearth magical eateries to feed my curious soul. I came across places like Matterhorn and many other cafés scattered along the North and South islands. And of course by the time it was time to travel … Continue reading »
For a good long time after returning from New Zealand, I avoided the photographs I’d taken. It was a constant reminder of how much I missed its cities, lush fields, amazing food, and staring cows, sheep and horses. Since returning home, I’ve read two books, cooked new dishes and remade a whole bunch of others, … Continue reading »
Flavour, to the best of my opinion, has always had to be “bursting” or “invigorating” or something similarly bombastic. All the light-hearted dishes I made could fall somewhere along this end of the spectrum. While I always welcome a dish that’s refreshingly light, such as a crunchy, wilted salad no more than raw and touched … Continue reading »
