RIP Phil Hughes.

So very unlike me to be serious, but I am sitting here trying to figure out how to feel about it all, so I’m going to write it down. Reading today that Phil Hughes had passed away, felt like a big kick in the guts. A freak accident and two days later, we’ve lost a fantastic sportsman and young man. I don’t know why it affected me so much and after hearing the news, I just sat there, staring into space.

It was his passion, his attitude towards every element of the game, and the fact that on Sunday, he would have turned the ripe old age of 26. My age.

What he has accomplished by this age is a testament to his character and upbringing and should encourage all young people to get out there and live every moment. I’m definitely guilty of suffering from first world problems, and sweating the small stuff, but moments like this make you sit back and put everything in perspective. Come on, do the same. Smile at someone tomorrow, help out someone carrying a heavy bag, give your seat up to someone who looks tired. Start at the small stuff. Live every moment. He did. We always say we are going to be, but, if nothing else, use this as a kick in the pants to get up and make the most of what you’ve got.

I spoke to a couple of mates after the news broke today and they had the same feelings as me. ‘Devastated’, ‘I feel sick’, ‘just sitting here stunned’, ‘shocked’. He was our age. Seeing ‘1988’ in those images sent shivers down my spine. He was taken from his family so young. Too soon.

On AM radio this evening, Ian Healy rightly said the name of bowler should be ‘whited out’ from the incident. One can only imagine what the poor guy is experiencing at the moment, and having his name everywhere would only make the anguish continue. Couldn’t agree more.

This has been a very weird experience for me. I have never met Phil Hughes. I’ve seen him play but that’s as close as I got to ‘knowing him’. Test tons, test ducks, we went on that roller coaster with him.

I can only imagine what his poor family is going through and I join the rest of our community in sending prayers, condolences and a great big hug to them.

Rest in Peace, Phillip Hughes. You champion. Test match centuries galore and a damn good bloke.

Taken from us too soon.


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Noodle Night.

The clouds were coming in. The sun was shining. It was starting to rain and the wind was picking up. Just your average day in good old Melbs.

Fiancé and I were off on our first doodle date. Yep that’s a dinner noodle night date. Aka a doodle date. Google may disagree so I don’t recommend looking it up.



The night noodle markets have invaded Birrarung Marr for the 2nd year and this year they’ve come with a much larger artillery. The big boys of Kong and Chin Chin (Chinniny chinniny chin chin eroo) have added their star power to a much larger line up in 2-0-1-4 and the food is pho-nomenal. Oh the puns.

Our doodle was with (not so)Fat Tony and his lovely Lau and we of course also brought along our ability to eat all the food. And that’s what we did.

Unfortunately Melbs’ weather didn’t really come to the party so we ducked and darted under umbrellas, to get to as many stalls as possible before the rain had soaked through the clothes. The things we do for food.


Chin Chin  

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Sticky Pork on your fork.

Our initial wanderings took us to the top of the hill where the sensational Chin Chin was sitting proudly. Small crowds were gathering so we thought we would hit up the king pin first. Fatty & I went with the Sticky Pork deliciousness and Lau & fiancé went with the Massaman.



Massaman lovin’

Both summed up as freakin delicious. They really can do no wrong. The pork was so well cooked especially considering how much they are churning out at the markets and fiancé was almost licking his bamboo bowl of massaman juices. The sticky pork also had a bit of kick which was most welcomed. Wanted more. As per usual.

With the smells of Asian delights drawing us in 15342 directions, we made our way to the lower levels and was immersed in the smells of Wonderbao, Mamak, Hammer & Tong…gah the list goes on.


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Pork Bao wow wow wow

The others went with the Pork Bao from Wonderbao and were raving about the fluffy bun and succulent porky, so what more can you ask for. I wandered back and forth trying to decide what to choose. Oh the decisions! Even a plain roti sounded oh so tempting.


Charlie Dumpling

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Check out them peas.


I ended up landing on Charlie Dumpling, and although the fried chicken wings sounded divine, I thought I’d be healthy (for now) and try the cured salmon with soba noodles. So brilliant. So simple. Nothing better than simple stuff done well. The salmon sashimi was delicious and hey, who doesn’t love wasabi peas! Well JP, I’m sure there are a few people who don’t like them but we will  just accept this error in their judgement and move on.




The entertainment at the night noodle markets is fantastic, and I’m not just talking about the groups of people huddled around their food taking photos at every angle. We all do it, don’t lie. Music, atmosphere, millions of cultures meshing, it’s great. Brilliant night out.




On our travels we grabbed a couple of bevvies and of course I had to go for the pretty cup and have had a Tanqueray and Tonic. Don’t know how much Tanq was in the tonic, but hey, it was still yum.

Lau was starting to slow down in the eating race and was holding out for some very traditional Asian churros but the three of us kept pushing on into the savouries.


Mr Miyagi.

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Mr M. says eat all the things.

I had seen many an Insty photo of the Mr Miyagi (wax on wax off) taco. Aka the sushi taco. Aka the taco shell made of tempura nori. Damn delicious. There was kewpie, there was salmon, there was rice there was Sriracha (maybe)…all in a crunchy taco. Mhm. Mexicasian. It’s catching.



I’ll take half a pig thanks.


On our wandering travels, fiancé was kept mesmerised by many a foodie walking around with giant meat shashlik type things and so he was on a mission to find it and Hoy Pinoy was the answer. However he was completely distracted by the giant pigs on the rotisserie and ended up ordering essentially a big plate o’ pork. And what spectacular pork it was. So flavoursome, not dry at all, mhhhhm.



Friiiied chicken. Drool


Fatty went with some delicious fried chicken drumettes (apologies don’t know much about these fellas) from Palar Palam (my bad, guessing at the name….) and as the theme of the night continued, they were awesome too! Check out those thangs.


St Ali 

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Coconut Affogato deliciousness.


To keep with the traditional Asian theme, Lau got her delicious churros and fiancé and I decided on coconut ice-cream affogati from St Ali. Oh yes, that was definitely a good idea. Fantastic ice-cream, super creamy and the coffee…well it’s St Ali so they can do no wrong when it comes to the caffeinated stuff.

Overall a super dooper fun night out and a great spot to laze around and eat a ridiculous amount of food on a summers evening. Definitely worth checking out.


Peace out.



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It’s the most wonderful time of the year….for foodies. Good Food Month has landed in Melbourne allowing us all to gorge ourselves with food with the excuse of a fancy titled month. Here here! Along with the lovely month of foodiness, comes the Taste of Melbourne festival of which I ventured to on Saturday with my Feyonce. Mhm. He’s that awesome, I am giving him Beyonce rights. Coz he liked it and so he put a ring on it, woah oh oh….yep sorry back to the food.


The foodies prepping.

I was ridiculously excited about this fantastic festival and purchased many a Crown (taste currency) so I could eat all the things. And that we did.


Paul Louis in plastic. Stylish.

We sipped on some Paul Louis as we perused the map and planned out a couple of key eating spots. There are so many stalls spruiking their fare as well so make sure you head along next year to grab some goodies.

First for the food, I made a beeline for Mr Claws. Or should I say I lobster rolled to Mr Claws. Ba-zing! Brilliant pun work there JP. The new concept for Daniel Wilson and the Huxtaburger team was causing quite a raucous! They definitely didn’t disappoint.


Buttermilk Mr Claws.


Spic-ae Mr Claws.

As I wear the pants, I took on the spicy lobster brioche beauty while Feyonce went with the buttermilk variety. Both were chockers full of fantastic lobster meat and mine had a slight kick of chili. Could have handled more chili but understand they want to please the crowds! I would have preferred a baguette sized portion of this bad boy but stuck to one as there were so many other stalls calling my name….


Sippin’ vino in the sunshine

Love a festival such as Taste. Everyone in attendance is just there to enjoy the day and eat as much as possible in their 4 hour window. It definitely was my happy place.

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Feyonce had heard a lot about the soft shell crab souvlaki from Gazi so that was where he headed next. Look at that bebeh. Crispy crabby goodness in a fluffy souva. Mhm. I unfortunately can’t comment on the taste as it was inhaled before my very eyes. That was Feyonce’s dish of the day though so that must mean it was damn fine.

Nieuw Amsterdam
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Whilst he ventured to Gazi-land I waited with the masses to get some sweeeeet pork hock nuggets from my main man Nieuw Amsterdam. Rocked up the front to order my nuggets (x2…for Feyonce too….maybe) and the lovely lady recognised me as a lunch guest from a couple of days prior. OK ok. I admit it, Cmac and I ventured there for a very indulgent Reuben last week.


Hello, lover.

Look at that fella. If you are yet to experience Nieuw Amsterdam or their Reuben awesomeness. Go. Now. Make sure to demolish your chips. They’re heavenly. And there’s Sriracha mayo. I’ll let you drool before I go on. The nuggets were fried to perfection and the pork hock was so soft and mmm. Ah dear, I want some right now.



The wandering continued, and thankfully the heavens didn’t open up as predicted. To rest our weary legs from all the eating so far, we jumped up into the Munich Brauhaus bier kart and had a couple of Munich bevvies whilst people watching. The bier kart had a mind of its own for a while there and continuously edged closer to a nearby tent. I had visions of a fantastic YouTube video of us plummeting through the festival, but unfortunately the kart’s handbrake stopped that from going down.


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A lot of people (ok, maybe 3 people and my friends monkey) have questioned my dislike for Mamasita. I mean, we’re not enemies…maybe just frenemies, or friends that do that high pitched “Hiii” when they run into each other when they haven’t had a chance to run in the opposite direction.  I just don’t rate it and think waiting on the stairs could be spent at a much better Mexican place. SO I thought I’d see if my opinion had changed and ventured to get a fish taco from the Mamasita stand.

IMG_1900Fish taco. No dice. 

Sorry. Still don’t get the hype. Yep, understand their line was ridiculously long and so they were pumping out the tacos. But it wasn’t up to par, sorry signor. The texture of the taco itself is probably what gets to me and the lack of ‘filling’. Still rate Senoritas above it. (Meyers Lane, check it out).

Whilst I was talking to myself and wondering why I spent my beloved Crowns at Mamasita, Feyonce had ventured to Brooks and sampled their wallaby dish.

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Cured Flinders Island Wallaby with oyster cream, yoghurt and dill.

What a dish. Think the jury is still out on this one. The wallaby was delicious with the hint of oyster…but it was just too cold. I feel like goldilocks.  The yoghurt/oyster cream might have just come out of the freezer, and although I’m not sure if it was meant to be served that way, Feyonce and I unfortunately weren’t fans of it. Would still give it a go at Brooks though with the full kitchen power behind the meals.

With all the stands at Taste, it’s definitely hard to stand out but Vinaceous wines definitely caught our eye. Mr Vinaceous was explaining that although based in WA, they travel around a bit to find the best vineyards to source for their wines. Moving around a lot…make segway to a travelling circus….


Vino time.

Bam. Check out that label. 7 different wines with 7 different personalities. Admittedly, if I saw it in a store without trying it first, I’d be a bit sceptical, but these are some delicious wines. We sampled the Blanc de blanc, the Shiraz and the Cab Sav and ended up buying a mixed dozen. Tasty wine with labels that definitely get you talking.


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There was one line that we hadn’t hit up yet and we both knew it was time to sample the Burger of Huxta.  I’d ventured to Huxtaburger before, always choosing the Denise (the hot one ha brilliant marketing)…but Feyonce has never sampled it. We both went with the Huxtaburger Jnr which was “realllly yum” – according to Feyonce. Succulent meat patty, right sauce ratios on the baby bun. Yep that’s what we felt like. Massive line too, so a well cooked, hot, fresh burger was very welcomed!

Pope Joan
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So, we of course had to end on a sweet treat. I’d heard about Pope Joan’s ‘Mr Wilkie’ but have never sampled. So I was uber excited to give him a go. Surprisingly there wasn’t even a line, even though it had scored top dish at Taste. The hoards were after their #bpxmas selfie at the Burch and Purchese stand right next door. Yep their sweet treats would be ridiculously delicious, but com eon people, branch out!

 IMG_1916 IMG_1917 IMG_1919He’s number 1. 

What a dessert. I would go to Pope Joan just to get this smoked yoghurt. Freakin’ amazing. I wanted a whole tub of it. Brilliant flavours, thrown together to create the world’s best McFlurry-type-thing. Bravo, Popey. Bravo. Definitely was my favourite dish of the day, with the Lobster Roll taking out a very, very close 2nd place.

Fantastic day out, and although a tad pricey for some items, definitely worth it for the atmosphere and the chance to have all these maestros in the same space. Portion control issues were in overdrive all day and loved every minute of it…except for the fish taco. Ouch.

Bring on #tasteofmelbourne 2015.  I’ll be expanding my stomach in anticipation.

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Jasper. Jetsons. No Jasper, JP. Jasper.

Jasper. Makes me think of the Jetsons. Isn’t their dog named Jasper? Oh wait, nope. Google tells me it’s Astro. So no real idea why I thought of the Jetsons when I went to the Jasper. Anyway, the Jetsons have no connection to the Jasper, in the slightest, so I am going to stop talking about George, Jane, Judy, Elroy and Astro. Right now.

Back to the Jasper! A few bloggers and I were invited to the Jasper Hotel on Elizabeth St last week to sample the new menu and check out the new ‘digs’. Previously the YWCA, (do do do do do do it’s fun to stay at the…), the Jasper took over in early 2000 but it has recently had a facelift and looks fantastic.


Entrance to the corporate area…love those lights


Fancy camera photo of some lights and poles

For the information driven folk, Jasper is a rock/stone/hard thing found near billabongs and that ‘bush theme’ has been kept throughout the hotel with the tones used in the furniture and the style of the overall hotel. The rooms are very minimalistic and feature some very comfy beds. Totally wanted to lie down but resisted.


Room tour. Yep. We fancy.

Really liked that hallway. We were there at night and yet it makes you feel as if you’re walking through at midday with the sun streaming through window cracks. A nice change to the regular hallway.

For those of you, like me, who can’t seem to survive without checking Instagram every 2.5 seconds, all guests receive free Wi-Fi. Appelles amenities are also in the bathrooms coz hey, everyone likes to smell nice.


Brilliant courtyard space.



The old basketball court area has to be the draw card of the place though. Fantastic. Where else you can find somewhere like this in the CBD, who knows. Fantastic area for entertaining, whether it be corporate or private. The vertical garden would be seen from numerous rooms facing into the courtyard as well which is always a nice touch.

The Jasper has pinched a perfect spot for i touristi as well with a tram stop right out ze front and it sits in walking distance to pretty much everything including Queen Vic Markets and the new-ish Emporium. Managed to walk around Emporium last week and not get lost. Miracle.

Now of course to the important part. The food.


Tapas galore. Them meatballs. Mhm.


Slider trio when you can’t make up your mind.

We were served some great tapas to kick off the evening. Firstly, absolutely hilarious dining with other bloggers. There’s this sense of acceptance that everyone knows they can’t start eating until each person at the table has taken a photo of their meatballs from every possible angle, added 12 filters to see what they look like, and then probably take 5 more photos just to capture the essence of said meatball. I make fun, but we all do it. Bloglyf.

Favourites were definitely the meatballs (Albondegas de Carne) and the marinated olives (Aceitunas a la Madrileña)…I think I’m going to call olives Aceitunas all day every day now. Pretty sure I ate all the olives at our table. Sorry guys. With a head chef hailing from Brazil, there are a lot of fantastic influences on the tapas and you can get your hands on some delicious food.


Pan Fried Salmon Fillet with Sweet Corn Pure, Zucchini Flowers, Chinese Kale and Soy Mirin glaze

For main I decided on the Salmon with Zucchini flower. The salmon was probably a little too overcooked for my liking. But I would eat it if they served up the whole fish raw so you better try it for yourself. And anything with zucchini flowers is ok by me.


Prosciutto. Mmm. Crispy.

The other mains looked great and I had a little bit of food envy with the crispy prosciutto on that chicken. Mmm. Prosciutto.

Conversation was brilliant as a side note. Laughing about ridiculous topics and of course always coming back to our one true love. Food. Who had been where, who didn’t rate stuff, who had eaten the most in the past week. I reckon I was a contender for top spot in that one.

Although I, as usual, didn’t realllly need to keep eating, it was dessert time. And as others at the table pointed out, females have an extra stomach for dessert. Om nom nom.


Someone get me a spoon!

After much deliberating I went with the Vanilla Crème Brulee….because its crème brulee. Although the chocolate fondant and the Almond Pannacotta sounded ridiculously tempting.

The crème brulee was damn delicious. I demolished it in record time and also tried about 3 other people’s desserts in the meantime. Bravo, JP. Cementing your ‘portion control issues’ status in society.

Overall a great evening at an incredibly accommodating hotel. Ha ‘scuse the pun. Fantastic facilities for corporate groups in particular and a handy bar and restaurant for that area of town.

Cheers, Jasper.

(Going to be singing the Jetsons song all day now)

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Show & Tell at Shantell.

Shantell….kinda sounds like Show and Tell, in like ‘ermagherd’ speak. Get it? Sha-n-tell. Show n’ tell. Show and tell. HA brilliant JP, brilliant.

So, to the food. I have already instagrammed a ridiculous amount of photos from our delicious meal at Shantell winery, but thought I’d tell you a bit about it anyway. Instagram is @jpandmelbs_ in case you were wondering. Shameless plug. I know.

After a 12.5 hour engagement party the day/night before, yep we like to party, we like, we like to party…the Vengabus is comin’, and everybody’s jumpin…you know you were thinking it! Anyhoo, sorry Vengaboys, this ain’t about you.

SO, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted by my ability to become distracted by everything, after fiancé and I had our second engagement party, we were keen for a good meal, so decided to venture to Dixons Creek with our parentals to sample their fare. And what a fare it was.

My new buddies Shan and Turid, own the winery and have managed the winery since it opened in 1987. Shan is like superman, essentially. Doctor by week, Winemaker by weekend. Crazy man. But he does it oh so well. Shantell Winery produces some fantastic wines from Semillon through to Cab Savs. After sampling them all (of course), I’d have to say I was a fan of the Semillon and the Pinot Noir, although the Shiraz deserves a mention too. Yes I just named half the wines…shh..

The Shantell chef, Philip Oliver, is a freakin’ miracle worker. From my spying efforts, I am pretty sure he was almost the only one in the kitchen, and as you can see below each dish looked incredible and the taste, well, wow.

Even the seating area of the restaurant is brilliant. So full of natural light with fantastic views of the vineyard. Great space. I don’t know how people haven’t raved about Shantell already as it deserves some epic cheers. You also get a sense of intimacy, oooooh, as the place only seats about 30-40 people. That’s a guess. I was hopeless at maths so you better go check it out for yourself to see if I’m right.

Just saw Urbanspoon only has Shantell sitting at 76%. Please do not go by this rating. Go by mine! Gah delicious. Avoid the crowds at the bigger places, such as those that rhyme with Mandon and head down to Shantell.


Yes peas.

Ok so finally, I will get to the food after all my ramblings. We were given a small amuse bouche of pea soup to start and that set the day off oh so well. It was delicious. Everyone was silent. Simple pea soup with a foam consistency with a few chives on top. Mhm.

As my parents have portion control issues too, we of course had to get some share plates prior to making the big main meal decisions. Between the 6 of us we shared a Seafood share plate and an Antipasti share plate of sorts. Perfect start. I probably could have demolished both plates by myself, but I am not a regular human when it comes to eating.


Shantell Grazing Plate for 2…or 1 if its me.

This ‘grazing plate’ was once again faultless. Lots of nerdy foodie words coming at you today, it was just too good and I’m salivating writing this blog! There was cured beef, melt in ze mouth trout, marinated mushies, smoked chicken….the list goes on. Spec-freakin-tacular. Even the bread looked good….


Fantastic fresh bread, and still don’t know what the crazy crackers were!

The bread was fresh baked and oh so tasty. Most of it was gone before the share plates at the table. Bit of that fresh bread with the brie and I was in food heaven. We sat there with the brown bark-like crackers for ages trying to pick was it was but still don’t know and completely forgot to ask as I was in awe of all the other food on the table. Bad blogger, bad blogger.


Seafood Share plate…yep that’s tempura oysters.

Although it didn’t look as impressive as the grazing plate, the quality of the produce on this plate was amazing. As the ‘blogger’ I am also entitled to try more than everyone else in order to ‘capture the essence of the place properly’….yes it is a fantastic excuse to eat the last of everything. You should try it. Blogging. A perfect way to gain a truckload of weight. Should be our slogan.

The crab mousse was epic, so full of flavour, tempura oysters were fab, and even the herb mayonnaise packed a punch. Yep totally ate some of that by itself.


Standard glass shot

The conversation was brilliant of course and was accompanied by some fantastic Semillon and then Pinot Noir. Most of the chatter was about the various engagement attendees, who was with who, getting excited about awesome presents (marble cheese board say wahhhh) and of course who ate the most cake. Yep I think I came 2nd. But do leftovers the next day count?

Mains soon arrived and it was just a sea of “oooh” and “yuuuum” as the dishes came out. So many benefits of having 6 people at lunch. Main one of course being the potential for 6 different meals aka lots of photos.


Fiancé’s other love, Lamb.


First up was fiancé Beyoncé and his beloved lamb. Although he perused the menu for a while, the lamb was where his heart was. Hopefully I have a bit of that heart, considering I’m his fiancé….but I do believe most of it belongs to lamb. And our Puggle.

The Lamb Baron was served with a bean medley, diced potatoes, pea puree, confit garlic (A LOT of confit garlic) and rosemary jus. The standard “So yum” was received so that means it was delicious. And it only lasted about 5 minutes which also confirms the “so yum” standard. Mother dearest also chose the lamb and she wasn’t disappointed! Being a glutard, fine, a coeliac, she was a tad nervous about the choices initially, but with fantastic produce being served, the only dishes she couldn’t have was the pasta. Shows quality. Bravo Shantell. Again.


How do you like them scallops?


Poppa always manages to choose the dish that gets the eyes staring and this was no exception. The dill linguine with scallops, pippis, urchin, and a Semillon emulsion. Would you like some linguine with that seafood? And mark my words, I don’t mean that in a bad way!

How many times have you ordered the seafood pasta and had a couple of chunks of white fish and that’s it? This gives new meaning to the term ‘seafood linguine’. Those scallops were huge. I mean wow. The smell of the delicious fresh seafood was so incredible. I had to turn away otherwise I was going to eat it straight off his plate. Pasta was al dente to boot. No complaints down that end of the table at all.


Pork & Carrot Cake. It happened. It was goooood.

My future-mum-in-law, wow what a title, went out on a limb with this one and went with the Pork Loin that was accompanied by some pretty impressive dehydrated carrot cake, a kimchi croquette, caramelised pear, carrot and thyme puree and a grain mustard jus. So many flavours and it all went together like bacon with more bacon. She was very impressed. Wilbur was cooked perfectly as well. How that chef managed to get all our meals out hot, fresh and perfectly cooked is incredible with little to no help. Maybe there are kitchen elves. Yep that’s definitely it.


Wagyu. Need I say more?

Although it definitely wasn’t presented as well as the other dishes, that meant nothing when that boeuf hit the table. Future-dad-in-law was onto a winner with this delicious wagyu rump with crispy-as shallots, bacon (BACON) potato and cheese gratin with a Shiraz Jus. It was gone in record time. A clear sign of a delicious dish.

Finally it was my dish. Hooray me!


Confit Quail. I needed a flock of quails.

Of course it took me the longest to decide on which dish to choose. The Semolina Gnocchi sounded awesome as did the cured salmon with poached scampi but as I rarely choose it, I went with the confit quail and seared breast that was served with sautéed shitake mushies and a quail egg. Fantastic. I could just push the meat of the tiny bones. The shitake mushrooms were a great add in and gave that extra texture to the dish. I did my balancing skills oh so well and lifted the little egg onto the meat and then broke it which was delicious. I could have demolished the rest of the quail clan but, as we all know, I have major #portioncontrolissues, some may also say I have hashtag issues.

Everyone kept raving about how their dish was definitely the best and we were gobsmacked as to why, on a brilliant Sunday afternoon, the place wasn’t overflowing. Being one of the 2.5/1000000 places in Melbourne that you can make a reservation, I say book, and book quickly! Fantastic venue for the warmer months and there’s also a large fireplace to snuggle up next to with a glass of Cab Sav when Jack Frost visits us again. Which could be in the middle of January in Melbourne. Who knows what you’re thinking, Mother Nature.

I soon tuned out of the conversation as other tables were ordering desserts and my eyes were darting around to what everyone had chosen and what each dish looked like. Fiancé can attest to the fact that there is no point in trying to hold a conversation with me when meals are being served. I have the attention span of …something that has very little attention span when plates are arriving on tables.

As desserts were looking incredible, it would have been rude of us not to order them.


Pecan Pie. With Bacon. Ice-cream. Bacon.

Dad was tossing up on whether to order this one based on the fact it had maple bacon ice-cream. This made me think, maybe I am somehow not related to my own father. Who would reject a dish that had bacon in it? This made me concerned. Until he ordered it. Then I knew he was definitely my dad. The Pecan Pie was served with Vanilla Mascarpone and Maple BACON ice-cream. Dad was in hog heaven and powered through the pie in record time. It smelt soo goood. Little bacon bits throughout the ice-cream to boot. Bravo. Again Shantell.


Stop. Crumble Time. Do do do do do do.

Future-dad-in-law went with the Apple and Blackberry crumble which I do believe ended up being an apple and blueberry crumble….the blueberries gave it away. I was wondering whether one of them was my friend Blueb who rolled away from me at Rubiki a few weeks back. Check out that blog post if you are uber confused. The Dulce du Leche ice-cream was a great side too.



Take a breath. In and out. Now embrace the Salted Caramel.

If 2013/2014 could be summed up in two words for dessert, I do believe it would be Salted Caramel. And what a marvellous couple of words it is. Fiancé and his mother dearest both chose this after I was raving about how good it looked on someone else’s table. See my food spying ability helps everybody.

This was Salted Caramel mousse, with chocolate gel encasing it. Like Ice Magic for grownups. If that wasn’t enough drool-worthy dessert, it also came with chocolate caramel popcorn and malted milk ice-cream. So many delicious words in there, I think I’ll let it speak for itself. Let’s just say they were very quiet, and rather protective of their dessert until the plates were wiped clean.


Goats Curd. In dessert. Need I say more?

I was umming and ahhing for a longggg time over the dessert choice. They also have the option of a selection of the desserts, one option being a selection of ALL the desserts. I was tempted but this one kept jumping out at me and I am so glad it got my attention. This is definitely a dessert I’d never had the honour of demolishing prior and I will be searching for it on menus for years to come.

I present to you, the Goats Curd Parfait, with Yuzu Panna Cotta, with passionfruit curd and coriander soil. Want me to repeat? Goats Curd Parfait, with Yuzu Panna Cotta, with passionfruit curd and coriander soil. It was incredible. Like a fancy pants deconstructed cheesecake of amazingness. Both the Panna Cotta and the Parfait were to die for and I was scraping the plate by the end of it. Very rich and regular eaters should probably share it with their other half. But my other half and I eat like sumos so there was no chance of that happening!

Overall, a spectacular feast and I was even too full to visit the Yarra Valley Chocolate Factory on the way home. That’s saying something!

Lovely service, where nothing was a problem, coeliac accommodation is fantastic (top marks from my mother dearest) and what incredible food. Not only presented so well, but the flavour combination were off the chizang. Oh yes, that’s a word.

I kinda don’t want to tell you to go there, coz I don’t want to share Shantell. But hey, it’s ma job.


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I had to share my spectacular start to my Friday. As, with like a lot of things with me, it definitely did not go as planned.

I did NOT have a good start.

Well I kinda did. Any morning involving free stuff is a good day. Especially when that day is a Friday.

I was hungry coz I didn’t have yucky cereal. NB. Coles ditched my fave muesli and replaced it with their brand equivalent. Not cool Coles, not cool.

Trained into city for workies. Train ride was uneventful. No people watching stories unfortunately.

Got to city. Went to buy a coffee at Spriga. Yeahhh Spriga. Got to try their muesli square. Delicious muesli, in a square. Yum yum.

Then went into the building and they were giving out yoghurts and gave me 4! Yay.

Greek style with Blueberry. Not sure how much greek was in the greek style, but hey I liked it. NB. I did not eat 4 in one go.

I came into the office with my coffee and 4 yoghurts.

I put one of the yoghurts on my desk with my coffee and went to go upstairs to put the others in the fridge. (NB. I now have 3 yoghurts in my hand)

I went into the fire stairs to walk up to the kitchen and I realised I didn’t have my pass. Security pass. Required to get in and out of levels.

SO. I had to walk down the 8 flights to the ground floor with my 3 yoghurts, to get into the lift, go back to level 8 and wait for someone to let me in.

And of course, the only person I saw in the lift was our CEO. Lovely guy, but hey, not the person you want to see when your traipsing around your office with 3 yoghurts.

“You’re travelling light today!” …he exclaimed. (sounds like I am reading a kids book)

Oh, mr CEO. You don’t realise what I’ve been through to get these yoghurts into their cold fridgey home.

Caught the lift back up, retrieved the evil security pass, got to the kitchen, put the yoghurt in the fridge and they were finally happy. Yay for the yoghurts.

Now I have cold coffee and a warm yoghurt on my desk.

Oh what a day. And its only 8.05.

Bravo JP, bravo.


Greener pastures in Green Park

St Ali has moved on and Green Park has rolled on in to the concrete jungle.

Welcome, new friend. Welcome.

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Jesse Gerner (Bombaaaa, Anadaaaa) has taken ownership of this spiffy space. Sort of like superman. Café by day, swanky bar and restaurant by night. Ps. Dinner menu looks superb. So def heading there for some sneaky cocktails and many plates of food soon.

There’s some heavy weight influences from Le Bon Ton, MoVIda, Circa, Cutler & Co and my fave City Wine Shop, who have joined forces to create Green Park Dining.

On my favourite day of the week, known as the RDO, I ventures here for a bit of lunch and people watching. When I first moved to Melbs, I had never eaten a meal out by myself but now I’ve done it plenty and love it! (Sorry fiancé, I do love dining with you too). You can people watch, eat as much as you like and take a million photos and no one is there to judge you. Muahaha.

Was seated at a perfect people watching table and immediately started eavesdropping on a mother-daughter duo discussing the most horrid first world problems. Chanel v Lagerfeld options and where to go over Christmas, Italy or New York. I tell ya, they had it tough. When I laughed at one of their jokes, I think I was sprung and it got awkward.

Felt like a millennium before I was approached for my order. Not sure if that was because the waitress took a while or because of the awkward tension between me and mother-daughter duo.

I started off with the daily detox juice of carrot, orange and grapefruit. Delicious. Wanted more.  Perfect balance and oh so orange. Maybe a tad small for ze price but hey, it was yummy, probs didn’t need any more than that.

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Detoxifying….whilst eavesdropping

After detoxing with the juice, the natural thing to do was to obviously order the oh so healthy hunk of cider braised pork and silver beet.

Yes I realize I created a food oxymoron by ordering this combo, but hey I do what I want! Food-oxymoron. OR, a foxymoron. Kinda like Kim Kardashian but sans Kanye. Ohhh snap.

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Cider braised pork with silver beet

As you can see with my amazing photography above, the pork looked pretty spectacular. I could smell it before it even came within eyesight. So amazing. Admittedly, the skin was pretty chewy and lacked a little somethin’ somethin’, but the meat was fantastic and the vegies hit the spot. Although, the dish was packed with a LOT of oil which was a tad overpowering.

All the treaties looked super tempting, but as I had just demolished half of Wilbur, decided against it and pulled myself away from the cabinet

Definitely going to check out the set menu dinner options on Friday and Saturday nights. Oh yes and will have to add a charcuterie to that. Because, it’s charcuterie. Definitely worth a go.


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