Food, glorious food. I swear this city keeps on giving and yet we all have our staples that we return to like a warm cuddle in the middle of winter time. Enter, +39. I’ve ventured here many a time over the years and really have never been disappointed. Solid Italian fare, upbeat service and the… More +39 aka PIZZA.
It’s impossible to walk into Higher Ground and not; a) stare at the absolute heaven of an interior that is before you. Wowser. b) start singing Stevie Wonder’s classic or changing into the big jam the Chili Peppers created. c) want to eat everything that lands on every table around you. And trust me, there are… More Gonna keep on tryin’, Till I reach my Highest Ground. And I think they have.
A few weeks back, I had a bit of a brain fart and for some reason decided that food was overrated and I’d give a Juice Cleanse a go. See below for rambles and how I went. 8.43am I am currently undertaking a very dry July and have been banned from alcohol, coffee, chocolate, bacon… More Just Juice.
Ah JP. That was possibly the worst attempt at a tangent between your restaurant name and related theme. Ok work with me here. I wanted to talk about date night options whilst still linking in with Punch Lane’s name. So went with ‘punching above your weight’ as the common thread. Not my best work, but… More Punching above your weight? Take her on a date.
Love me some date night action in Melbourne. What a city. Amiright, amiright? With so much on offer, there are romantic nooks all over this town. Recently I have been asked by a few people where to go on those special nights. And yes, it depends on your personal style, your food preference etc, etc,… More Date night high in the sky.
I have a penguin crew. I know, you’re jealous. I mean, my crew isn’t actually comprised of penguins and we don’t wear penguin suits and two of the crew don’t really even like fish that much. But we love penguins and penguins find their mate and stick with them for life, and that’s what we… More Sunday Mornin’ at Sardi.
I have a confession, Melbs. I never knew I could love a place like I love you. Your food, your culture, your scenery. But I have to admit now, there’s someone else. The Barossa Valley stole my heart. What a place. I mean, what’s not to love. Incredible scenery, mouth watering food, and the wine,… More Hentley Freakin’ Farm.