Oxford St., Collingwood; Melbourne. In spite of my atrocious (I’m being a bit dramatic here) experience in Lygon St., I refused to let it stop me. I was here in Melbourne to explore every nook and cranny of the food scene I could squeeze into the short time I was here, and… Read More →
8 pm Monday night, Carlton, VIC. When I round the corner, D.O.C. is chock-a-block inside with a line up around the side of the building. Should I have expected anything different? Probably not. The closest thing I could find to my beloved hometown pizza shop, Pizzeria Libretto, D.O.C. is being… Read More →
Slippery buttery brioche lightly toasted on the grill. Juicy patty, topped just right, and motherf*&^-ing spicy mayo dripping through my fingers and down my arm. In a good way. I’m not a sauce gal, per se, but give me more of that sriracha mayo!
Do you ever find in life that it’s sometimes hard to pinpoint the exact moment something or someone entered your life and changed it for the better? And yet, you can’t imagine your life without it? For me, Bourke Street Bakery is that place.
Well if you feel like pizza, just go out and get some, right? I wish it were that easy. I’m in Brisbane, or more generally, Australia, where I love so many of the local treats here: hot chips, meat pies…the list goes on. But as far as pizza places go,… Read More →
My first trip to Australia was seven years ago, in 2005. I had planned and planned my year-long trip down under and was eager to escape my job and living situation and to spend enough time at the beach that I could actually get a hang of surfing, if I… Read More →