His name is Jimi.
He is an old soul. He is small but compact, he favours 1970’s style and if he could speak he’d probably say things like, “groovy.”
His name is Jimi.
He is an old soul. He is small but compact, he favours 1970’s style and if he could speak he’d probably say things like, “groovy.”
Think hostel living means you have to resort to eating those dehydrated noodles out of a styrofoam cup? Reconsider.
This no-fuss salad was inspired by my recent visit to The Sydney Seafood Market. If you ever find yourself in this amazing city, do pay the market a visit. You won’t be disappointed.
I made it!
After flying 5962 miles to get to Sydney, I can say that I survived the journey. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be.
Tender and hearty, this slow-cooked beef stew is what I call winter comfort food.
It wasn’t long ago that I was in the land of gingerbread, strudel, and meat and potatoes. When I say meat and potatoes, don’t underestimate the mountain-high amounts here. In Germany, it just seems to be a staple. And while there is a major foodie movement in Germany, its traditional dishes still dominate (thank goodness!)