There was a mad scramble for dinner reservations when word first got out about Champions Bistro. Occupying the dining space in an unassuming suburban bowls club in Melbourne’s South, most sessions were booked out months in advance due to the limited span of the temporary restaurant. It is only now, after a few extensions due to popular demand, that Clinton and Ali are taking a short hiatus in September to rest and recharge. Without neglecting to signing in at the front counter leading to the bistro, we catch glimpses of smoke wafting up from plates and a collective of interesting looking bites which had us highly anticipating our meal.
The hushed murmurs and the muffled squeals of excitement from our neighbouring diners seemed to show their unequivocal appreciation for their meal. From their first bite into the spiced prawn cracker, to slurping down their oysters and finally, when they nipped their golden egg with a knife to see the requisite egg yolk oozing out. Admittedly, Mr A and I both had the same quieter sentiments – upon first bite of the first few dishes, our eyes were rolling back into their sockets.
The French brasserie makes a good and perfect spot for our night out; nice location, good environment, it’s a really nice place to relax and have a good time. It is my birthday so am treating my friends and I a nice dinner at The French brasserie and as always, the night was wonderful.
We sat at outside at the terrace and enjoy the beautiful view but of course, we are here for the food. I order garlic snails, French onion soup, and camembert cheese and had steak and fish for the main. The food was beautiful and perfect, subtle tastes and flavor. We savored every bite.
To be honest, I have never been a foodie; but it was our anniversary and the month has been really awesome so we went for dinner at Scopri restaurant and it was epic, really beyond my expectation.
If you are looking for the restaurant that has and offer everything you ever wish for; then Da Guido Melbourne la Pasta is your restaurant. It was my first time in Melbourne, I came in from Sydney on a business trip and spend a week. After a horrible dinner the first night, I turn to tripadviser for restaurant recommendation and I saw Da Guido Melbourne la Pasta in the top roll. I was attracted and curious with the restaurant name and tried it out the following day. Word cannot explain the food; I end up eating there every day for the remaining week I spend in Melbourne.
From the food to the customer services are excellent, I started simply with pasta the first day and tried the ravioli di oysters the following day, I was surprised how good they taste. I was impressed by how fresh everything tasted, the whole food was rightly cooked in the house with a nice consistency.
Paris has always been romanticised by writers and travellers alike. Perhaps so much so that it falls short of expectations for some, but my heart was swayed by the connection that my sister had with this beautiful, pink-hued city. I had no intentions to go anywhere but London, but Allen reminded me of how much Liz loved Paris and how she and I had planned to meet there in five months times. So, we caught the Eurostar train from London and after three short hours, we found ourselves in the heart of Paris.
In Australia late March this year, I made the pilgrimage to London to pack up my sister’s things.
Only three weeks prior, I was woken up with news that meant things would and could never be the same.
My little sister was gone.
Things dissolved into numbers for me.
252 days since we had last held her in our arms at the airport.
154 days until we were supposed to eat our way through Europe together.
29 days until she was due to fly home for a visit.
13 days since I had last spoken on the phone to her.
4 days until her birthday.
And only a day since we last messaged each other.
My sister was one of the few people who knew and had experienced my all shortcomings and despite them, accepted me, loved me and encouraged me; without fail and without judgement.
In time, I hope to find the drive and the heart to start blogging again. But for now, I’ll start with my trip to London, Paris and Morocco – just a few of the places my sister and I were so looking forward to exploring together.
Every single day, my thoughts always wander to you.
So this is for you, my dearest Liz.
It’s been a month since our return to Melbourne Australia. Hibernation and recuperation has been a big factor and it was only a few Fridays ago where we enjoyed our favourite meal since we’ve been back. Feast of Merit is an initiative from ygap that takes inspiration from seasonal and locally sourced produce with a Middle Eastern twist. The former cafe interiors have been stripped off and the raw bones and exposed bricks left us all feeling like after a detox, bright and happy.