Monday, 15 October 2012
I don’t even want to think about how long it has been since my last post. It’s been a long time for which I offer my sincerest and most humble apologies. But there is no excuse for bad manners, which is absolutely what I’ve demonstrated. However, it’s probably time to move on, to get passed this and talk about serious matters.
But I can't ignore the fact of my manners, so over the course of the next few weeks I hope to bring you some sweet little tid bits from my gospel on all things etiquette (in a time where being sexist was probably not as much of a faux pas as it is now). The book that holds the key is Amy Vandebilt’s Complete Book of Etiquette (for info, Amy Vandebilt is not directly of ‘the’ Vandebilt family, figures of American aristocracy who made their fortune in shipping and on the railway. According to wikipedia, which never lies, they are the seventh wealthiest family in history).
Sunday, 26 August 2012
I'm a little bit ashamed, but I have to admit that while walking through the aisles of our local green grocer last weekend I was guilty of releasing an excited, childish squeal of delight. You might wonder what made me react in such a manner. Well, you see, what was just a normal Saturday afternoon grocery shop was transformed when I set eyes upon a table of plump blood oranges.
Blood oranges are notoriously hard to grow, requiring dry, hot summers and cold winters. According to Red Belly Citrus, a local producer of blood oranges with orchards in the Riverina region of New South Wales, they need to be grown in a location that will provide temperatures that are almost freezing at night and very high temperatures throughout the day.
They also have a relatively small season, running from August to October. This, combined with the limited number of producers in Australia, means that there's only a very small window to enjoy this extraordinarily, exotic-looking fruit.
Thursday, 2 August 2012
Despite being a relatively regular Masterchef viewer I must admit that it irks me that almost everyone’s food dream revolves around opening their own restaurants. Look, it’s admirable that they have these goals, but can we please leave the restaurant game to suitably qualified professionals?
I do, however, appreciate the obvious love and zeal that the contestants have for food and cooking (which to some extent I share). Some of the feats they undertake in the kitchen successfully frequently make me think, if they can do it, and they’re regular Joes, so can I!
Until recently, our home only paid host to Masterchef when on TV. I did not own any of their cookbooks (because if I could choose anyone’s cook book, why would I choose one of theirs?). That was until recently, when I became the owner of one their cookbooks only by virtue of the fact it was in the $5 throw out bin at my local supermarket.
Marion Grasby is probably better known for not winning Masterchef, defecting television networks to appear on The Celebrity Apprentice and not winning that either and finally returning to Ten as a Masterchef All Star.
Her cook book, simply titled ‘Marion' has been produced with a keen eye and attention to detail. It looks simply gorgeous with its matte pages, beautiful photography, heart warming stories, interesting styling and simple illustrations. From my recollections of her from TV the book seems very ‘Marion’.
Monday, 23 July 2012
The Dark Knight Rises has finally arrived, the final instalment in the Christopher Nolan Batman trilogy. It’s been four years since the Batman last graced our screens in The Dark Knight. There’s no doubting that is a hard act to follow up.
The film opens several years after the conclusion of The Dark Knight. Gotham is a changed place - Harvey Dent’s death has not been in vain as he is now held up as a beacon of hope, strength and righteousness, there are few that know the depth of that lie. Bruce Wayne is a recluse, taking with him the Batman. He mourns the death of Rachael, closeted and hidden within the walls of Wayne Manor. Gotham is unrecognisable, a changed place, a haven.
Sunday, 1 July 2012
I have an easy relationship with Vietnam. A beautiful place, with friendly people and delicious food, it was hard not to fall in love. Those of you who have been there before will probably agree I’m sure (at least, I hope you would).
Since my return this easy love affair has turned into a not-so-secret obsession. Our Lonely Planet guide to Vietnam has been there and back no less than four times since. There’s no doubt in my mind that my friends are going solely due to my persuasiveness – or, perhaps, to shut me up. But no matter how you look at it, I’ve been a boon to the Vietnamese travel market (really).
|A street market selling lanterns in Hoi An|
Sunday, 17 June 2012
Was going through some photos from our recent trip, and came across this mouth-wateringly, teeth-achingly sweet collection of cakes. We indulged on these sweet little cakes when we were in Malang, Indonesia. They’re from the Roti Tugu Bakery, around the corner from the Tugu Malang Hotel. I would go back to Malang just for these cakes. Yes. They are THAT good.
Thursday, 14 June 2012
Very rarely do I suffer from complete and utter disappointment. Sitting in the cinema as the credits rolled on Prometheus was one such moment. I was perplexed, bewildered, deflated.
Prometheus is the hotly anticipated, it-is-but-it-isn’t prequel to Alien. Ridley Scott returns to the helm to provide a back story to the world that he created in 1979 when he directed Alien. Clearly there was something about Alien, since its creation there have been four Alien (directed by Scott, James Cameron, Jean-Pierre Jeunet and David Fincher) and two Alien Vs Predator movies.
Whatever it was that Alien had was evidently lacking in Prometheus.
In Alien Scott creates a terrifying world, adeptly using environment and situation, as opposed to special effects, explosions and violence to unsettle and scare the audience. The aura of suspense and claustrophobia that he creates leaves the audience in as much uncertainty as the doomed crew of the Nostromo. It is both sci-fi and horror, blended seamlessly. It is also, still, the best Alien film in the franchise.