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New years eve 2009

Ah… feeling really nostalgic this week. Remembering the amazing evening that was New years eve on Sydney harbour with Sophie, Bob and about 10 mates. It was stunning,  because of the natural beauty of the location, the amazing fireworks, but also, because if there is one thing Australians do really well, it’s incinerate meat in any location… even off the back of a boat.

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Wood oven pizza cheer on a miserable day

A quick lunch at Zizzi on Sunday turns into a long afternoon nap on the sofa.

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Fanellis

Wont forget my first jet lagged morning in New York. Hungry as hell I stomped towards Soho in need of the Apple shop and sustenance.  Fanelli’s menu in  the window  was a beacon of caffeine, eggs and home fries. Service was prompt and the coffee was bottomless. Maybe not the best ever, but who cares when the space is this gorgeous and my appetite this big. Been there? What you think?

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organic spit lamb

Walking through New York on a cool Autumn Saturday afternoon, there are plenty of street food markets that reflect the colour and flavour of the season. After brunch at the Breslin Bar and Grill in the new Ace Hotel, we went for a stroll downtown, and came across these dudes spit roasting this unlucky organic lamb. Rubbed down with delicious herbs and spices, lamby was succulent and spicy, and perhaps the best I have ever nibbled on. The boys responsible for this cremation save the head for themselves though, it’s their favourite part. You’ll always find them there on Saturdays.

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cannoli on Mulberry St

A Cannoli on steroids? Yes indeed, this is the NY version of my favourite Italian crispy, creamy pastry. Yes it was delicious…but not like the original Italian inspiration for this evolved New York variety.

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Wild, crazy, gorgeous, kooky pumpkins! So inspired and so many of them at the Chelsea market in New York this week. Here’s 10 of my favourite. Get yer tools out and start making like the Americans and carve them pumpkins ready for Halloween. Which is your favourite?

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scrumptious

Funny how long ago it feels, when I ate seafood on a rocky beach, salty and sunburnt, and as hungry as hell after a long swim. But that was Camogli Italy and it was such a magical spot. Every day we took a boat out to St Frutuosa, a small bay with an ancient monastery on it, not the perfect backdrop for pure hedonism right? Check out that delicious afternoon below. And if you have ever been there, please share your experience. Ciao tutti! x

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the most amazing Focaccia ever!

I’m always a fan of the seratonin inducing high that is carbs, and when I was in Camogli last month, I ate something called focaccia at the Rotunda restaurant in Camogli. And this was NOT what you expect focaccia to be….

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