Happy Birthday to The Hungry Australian! It was three years ago that I tentatively hit publish on my first ever post, my dad's Chinese Sausage ...
In my last post I blogged about taking professional and creative risks and working outside of my comfort zone. My culinary comfort zone, so...
I love taking risks in a professional and creative sense because I believe that I do my best work when I'm working without a net. It's when I'm wo...
It's a stereotype -- but an accurate one -- that Asians express their love through food. Like my parents, I see cooking for someone as an act of...
A few months ago I received an email from a blogger who wanted to know how she could improve her writing and photography. As you can imagine, it's...
Nearly everything that has happened since I started The Hungry Australian in mid 2011 has been a welcome surprise. But nothing has been quite as ...
It was my brother's birthday last Sunday and my sister in law asked me to make the cake for his party. As they were expecting 60+ guests, I made t...
Me: I don't feel like myself. Friend: What's going on? Me: Lots of stuff. Big stuff. Heavy stuff. I've started dating again, too. F...
Smoked salmon and I have had a long and regular love affair. I like it with scrambled or soft boiled eggs and freshly steamed asparagus spears, in a b...
A few weeks ago I joined the the Queen Mary 2 for the Sydney to Brisbane leg of its worldwide voyage. My first post covered drinks in the Commodore ...
I have mixed feelings about Autumn. I don't like the colder weather, the rain or the wind. On the other hand, plums are still in season at the moment ...
Your seat mate feeding you dessert with his or her fingers while you sit blindfolded. Intermittent rain that soaks the tables and guests necessitatin...