Incredibly…somehow…you’ll be shocked gentle reader but it’s true…we left Adelaide…the crucible of democracy, birthplace of the Arts, rivers of fine wine and bubbling beer brooks. Crumbling cliffs of Golden North Honey Ice Cream, Menz Yo-Yo biscuits standing stiffly in a row, Woodroofe’s lemonade flowing from the fountains, King George Whiting the size of blue-fin tuna […]Read More North by North East
A year on the road exposed us to many delicious dishes in Asia. My own delicious dish, Kristen, has somehow miraculously managed to stay slim and gorgeous while I have taken on a barrel like shape and are preparing myself for several bouts of serious dieting once we get back to Sydney, Here are some […]Read More Food Glorious Food
It was raining. Tropically. End of the world style. Hmmm, what’s this ? A nice bourgeois looking bolt hole, suitable for a dilapidated hippie to seek peace and shelter therein from the stormy wall of water…. Or so I thought ! Alchemy, a Vegan establishment ! I glanced about at my fellow diners. It was […]Read More Billy goes Vegan (momentarily)
They had a lot to smile about. Their pizza and apple pie were first rate, top notch and just like Mama used to bake. Crunchy thin crusts, fresh toppings, olive oil, caramely honey sweet chunky apple pie in flaky pastry, all within a hundred yards of a burning ghat. After meeting these magnificent pie-men I […]Read More The Smiling Pie-Men of Benares meet the simple Sigh-Man of Sydney.
The opium trade wasn’t just about “evil” Britishers imposing their terrible and implacable will upon child like and helpless asians. Some Indians were forced to grow opium, others made enormous profits from it. There is nothing childlike about Asian people, particularly the Chinese, or for that matter the Indians. They are, and always have been, […]Read More Opium, not of, but for the people
Now HERE is the last blog from Bangers, luckily for you all there’s no wifi at the station or on the train. Here is the sensational Dum sim from the Shanghai mansions. Served by the incredibly beautiful and kind Ruby. When Ruby asked after “Madam” and I explained that K was in Adelaide to be […]Read More So I lied. Get used to it powderpuffs.
Just four days but what a blast. We’ll def be back. The oldies (ahem, what Pete Townsend called “My Generation”), really rock it here. Is it the heat, the lemongrass, the chili, ginger and garlic ? Tom Yum for breakfast with jasmine tea ? Whatever they’re doing they’re doing it just right. They are kind […]Read More Leaving Bangkok Boo Hoo
The Iceman Goeth. And when the jobs done ? Noodles and Ice.Read More Bangkok: The Iceman Cometh
Forget about Tiffany’s these are our epiphanies… When travelling included-breakfasts are a big deal. Depending on their largesse they can keep you going for the day AND the heavy duty of sightseeing and walking miles not knowing where you’re going. We have come across some exceptional ones in our travels Vientiane, Laos The transcendental rice […]Read More Breakfast Epiphanies