Category Pastry

On going loco for coconut macaroons.

Bonjour bitcheeeez. How are we going with resolutions? You don’t wanna go there? Okay, I’ll do the honours. Do more fitness in any shape or form. Firstly, I’m laughing out loud on how silly I sound when I tell myself to do things. It’s like I know that my mind will be making excuses so I give […]

Food Bloggers (Know How to Cook!)

Texting has become the new dialogue. I text waaaay more than I converse with people face to face as the modern world beckons for it. Don’t text back fast enough and we start to think you’re being a total anti-socialite. Ah the irony. So a pal and I were texting about what I thought of […]

So Frenchy So Fine: Guillaume

When you work in retail – no matter where or what you’re selling – you come across quite a few of the human variety. Colleagues are always coming and going. The words ‘I won’t be here for long’ get ushered around often. Customers are running in and out of your store and yes, there are […]

The Curse of the Birthday 

Do you know of the birthday curse? No? Let me fill you in. This ominous curse, usually attached to oneself from birth, refers to the unfortunate events that occur to some that would NEVER happen on any other day but one’s day of birth. I have this curse and aside from one or two birthday […]

Melbourne: Sunny Side Up

The first time I went southbound to Melbourne was in the depths of wintery gloom last July. This year was a completely different story. It seemed a miracle that for two whole days, the city was crisp but radiating sunshine. A week before, I surprised a friend by mentioning an unplanned visit I wanted to […]

Craving Coziness

Oh hello! Crazy story to tell actually! Tonight I decided at the last minute to ask a friend if she was up for a catch up via the Bondi to Bronte coastal walk and she agreed. We agreed on 7pm, she picked me up and it was clear that we were in for a little […]

Melbourne: The Mirroring City

The day starting with aching feet. Not unusual considering how my genetics ‘blessed’ me with big feet. We were in Richmond – otherwise known as Melbourne’s Paddington – and it was our second last day to explore the world through the colder, much cooler side (yes, Melbournites are cooler than Sydneysiders. What was that saying – […]