There has been a lot happening in our world over the last month. We have moved. Not just house but country!
In our super-busy, modern lives we seldom get the chance to pause, fully savour and enjoy. We fly from one activity, event or meal to the next, thinking I will get the chance to relax and enjoy tonight, or tomorrow, or at Christmas.
I received an interesting message from a beautiful friend last week – what to do with 10kg of grapes? Well, make wine, of course, was my first thought.
Welcome my fellow foragers, Victoria here with my midweek musings. I woke this morning to an ephemeral mist settling over Sydney Harbour casting a violet hue to everything it touched. It put me in a blue mood – lets clarify – not a drag your feet on the floor, heave and sigh all the time mood, but just set indigo, violet and midnight on the mind.
I have a fig tree. A buxom, billowy fig tree. We have a tumultuous relationship as I do with all my green, leafy friends.
I was bursting with excitement this last weekend at our local farmer’s market, Orange Grove.
I am a huge fan of Messina Gelato. Yeah, yeah, who isn’t, move on, you say. Well I will explain why – its Messina’s complexity of flavours that lures me in every time.