We were met with a foggy morning on the mountain, but luckily we were leaving and New South Wales really turned it on for us once we got down the range.
I haven’t visited the Blue Mountains since I was 12 and the beautiful sunset behind the Three Sisters took my breath away.
I really love going on tours of factory type places and learning how things are made, I think it gives you a nice appreciation of what you’re tasting/looking at – it’s also a great way to learn more about the place you’re in and do something different from just swishing and tasting wine (that came after the tour).
Three hours west of Port Macquarie and we find ourselves in Pokolbin, the heart of the Hunter Valley wine region. We’re staying right in the middle of Pokolbin Village so have the luxury of shops and a restaurant within walking distance. After one and a half days of driving, we plonked ourselves down at Vittorio’s Cafe restaurant and had a late and long lunch in the sun with a couple of glasses of wine and a view of the vineyards. Can you hear us relaxing as I type?
This is us leaving Queensland and crossing the border into New South Wales on our road trip! After mere weeks of planning, we decided a realistic route for ten days would be the below:
The great thing about book club is reading books you probably wouldn’t normally select to read. The Kingdom of Childhood is one of those, but it makes for interesting discussion over the dinner table.
My little sister turned 30 on Thursday (wow, we’re getting up there in the age department), so to help her celebrate I flew up to Townsville (and my parents drove up from Mackay) to visit, have dinner, play with the cat and generally get in the way by having four grown adults in a tiny two bedroom townhouse. It was squishy and my sister and I found ourselves sharing a room for the first time since I was 12.
I was itching to get to this book and rushed as quickly as I could through the book club book, Perfume, just so I could move onto A Thousand Splendid Suns.
This book club book is a bit of an oldie, published in 1985 and set in 18-century France. It tells the tale of a young man who has a keen sense of smell and has developed a talent for perfecting scents and perfumes with his highly sensitive nose.
Because I’m still on leave and jazzed on this food buzz I seem to be on at the moment, I decided to jump in the car and head to Esk for the Food Tales session run by the State Library of Queensland and the Queensland Writers Centre, two organisations close to my heart.
Each regional centre session was hosted by a food writer and basically created a lovely discussion about the group’s experience with food. I did not realise before attending, that each of us would have to share a food tale. Nervous as I was, I had a lovely time with the ladies (and one gentleman, who make himself scares after the scones and before the tale sharing portion of the event) of Esk. Some of their stories were funny and vivid and I got some great recipes I can’t wait to try!
The point of Food Tales is for people to logon to the website and share their food story and the website becomes a collaboration of recipes and stories and an experience for those who have a soft spot in their heart for food and cooking.