• A beautiful word: saudade. I think the most beautiful words are those with no English equivalent. Perhaps it’s the fact we have to conjure them without familiarity that makes them more alluring. More creative. More ephemeral. For me, though, it’s the fact that these words generally point to a moment so potent yet subtle that no single English word more
  • How you should drink your coffee (and it’s not about butter!) I drink coffee. I love the stuff. But I have to say I’ve been wondering how mindful I’ve been about it lately. I decided to dig around a bit and get informed. I’ve adjusted my habit accordingly. Feel free to do so too because every little bit of care counts. 1. Piff the coffee pods more
  • Fire up, then lighten up. My wonderful assistant Jo sent this to me over the weekend. She sends me things like this when she thinks I need it. By the way, turns out Jo and I celebrate four years working together today. There you go. This is not about “finding your passion and giving everything to it”. It’s about giving more
  • I’ll give $10… if you have a dinner party Do you know how many people tell me they wish they got around to hosting more dinner parties…because they’re tired of doing the same old thing every weekend…but find it all too hard? Lots. That’s how many. Why don’t I make it sexy for you? Sustainable Table is running a Give a Fork! campaign – where more
  • How to train your troll (seriously gold advice from Benjamin Franklin) Apparently there’s such a thing as The Benjamin Franklin effect. It goes like this: Once upon a time, Our Mate Ben was faced with a troll who tried to tear him down. Ben thought quickly: tame him! The troll was a posh literary type. So Franklin sent him a letter if he could borrow a more
  • Here’s my beautiful pimped bike (an indulgent bike porn post) As reported last week, I had a bike stack. I’m feeling much better now, thanks! My main concern, however, as I got lifted from the road by lovely strangers, was for my bike. My bike is the most valuable material possession I own, apart from my couch, if we’re talking from a financial POV. From more
  • My sweet and sour kiwi fruit gelatin goobs I’ve been on a gigantic gelatin journey the past few weeks…tweaking and finessing different ways to stir up this amazing healing product (for guts, nails, inflammation) into convenient snacks and breakfast foods. Last week I posted my coffee almond gummy squares recipe and previously shared My latest gut health obsession: gelatin post. Given the interest, I figured more
  • The bike accident I had to have Last week I came off my bike. It was spectacular to observe, I’m told by the kind strangers who lifted me off the road. But completely freakish in outcome. For, despite propelling several metres, my front wheel coming off and my face sliding along the asphalt, I wound up with just a popped couple of more
  • A slow food and hiking guide to Hobart and Freycinet It’s become quite a thing…these slow food and hiking guides. I’m glad you like them. From my point of view, if I get 100 people to leave their comfort zone and get out of the city to move and eat real food in regional areas…well, I will die in peace knowing my job is done. more
  • Anxiety is love’s greatest killer Anais Nin wrote this in her diary, between 1947-1955 (it was later published in Volume 5 of her diaries)…”Anxiety is love’s greatest killer”. The next bit of the quote: “It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle more