You probably haven’t even noticed but I’m not exactly built like a Gazelle. I’m one of those people, as good luck would have it, where my size makes me relatively close to the earth. This is great for lots of things. Skiing* and snowboarding*. Plane flights. Squeezing to the front of the mosh pit without getting the stink eye from your fellow festival goers.
What it isn’t so good for is the bar stool. If the name of the game is anything but downing martinis ’til you nearly backward flip off said bar stool, I can’t stand them. When a waiter says we have a table available on the bar they might as well be saying can I set you a table on the pavement out front. Continue reading
It’s been a week of joining the queue for our meals and it’s more of the same as we put our names down at hot new pizza place, Cipro Pizza al Taglio in Alexandria. Here’s the tip, use the opportunity to take a wander and pick up a cool dozen of your favourite vinos at Dan Murphy across the road. We waited a half an hour for a table on this sunny Sunday afternoon which when you’re selecting Rose whilst you wait, absolutely flys by. Continue reading
Mercy! Have I discovered the most outstanding pizza in the whole of the world?
Roberta’s is a destination restaurant in Bushwick, Brooklyn. What an incredible find and a perfect welcome on our first night in New York City.
The restaurant is very assuming from the front and as first-timers our taxi driver nearly missed it but as soon as we walked it, it was the most pumpin’ joint in town. Continue reading