It is well-document that Kiwis are a little obsessed with a crazy little thing called brunch. Some might almost accuse us of an almost cultish obsession with the in-between meal worshipped mainly on the weekends at home and here in London. I get teased for a seemingly never-ending string of weekend blates, but as a nation we simply revel in the meal where eggs, cocktails, burgers, dessert and well poured Flat Whites share the same… View Post
During our week in Salzburg, we decided that a couple of nights in an Austrian lake retreat was in order – we just wanted a little peace and quiet in an out-of-the-way nook. Furiously Google researching before we left, I hatched a plan to hop on the coaches that serve the towns dotted around Austria, and after boarding we merrily watched the countryside gradually change before our eyes over the 45-minute journey.
Even if you don’t know the words to the Sound of Music or Falco’s epic 80s classic hit ‘Rock Me Amadeus’, you need to explore Salzburg for at least a long weekend at least once in your life. Most people roll up to this city for a day or so, hit up the tourist highlights and then disappear into another European country. The green waters of the Rhine shimmer through the centre of Salzburg, there is… View Post
Raspberry custard Brioche. Raspberry custard brioche. These three words wormed their way into my London brunch list, fast-tracking Hide Restaurant to the top of my ‘must try’ list (yes, I do have one, and it’s separated into brunch/lunch/afternoon tea/dinner, isn’t yours?) and the hype more than lived up to the flaky, buttery pastry promise. Perhaps the most raved about restaurant interior design in years, Hide is really rather glorious.
Recently, I slept for 8 hours of a 12-hour flight. In economy. Want to know how I get so much sleep on long haul flights? And, this is without voodoo, black magic, drugs or the travel version of rain dancing.
