Tasmania

Tasmania – 2012 On the waterfront at Hobart, the capital of Tasmania and the home to what I was reliably informed is the best-preserved collection of Georgian buildings outside the UK, is a large noticeboard. On it is a plethora of useful civic information such as the times of the church services and local taxi numbers as well as a number of business cards from local restaurants that gives the mistaken impression that the local cuisine is predominantly Indian. In true understated Australian fashion, the tone of all this is…






Melbourne

Melbourne – 2006 Twenty four hours in the company of George Biron introduced me to two of Melbourne’s food markets, three of its distinctive restaurants and a café in one of the growing number of areas which, because of their predominantly Vietnamese population, are referred to locally as ‘Little Saigon’. The day began, however, enjoying the city’s strong Italian links as Biron explained over a caffe latte in Pellegrini’s, an Italian espresso bar that has been a fixture on Bourke Street for the past 50 years (very like Bar Italia…






Sydney

Sydney 2006 Twenty years ago Barry McDonald, then a young New Zealander and probably the best waiter I ever employed, knocked on the door of the invariably untidy office at the top of my restaurant. He had come to apologise, he explained, in case there were any complaints from a large table he had looked after the night before. Although he had tried to give them his best he had been continually distracted by what he believed was the host’s interminable clicking of his fingers, unquestionably the easiest way to…