ice cream challenge

MaggieBeer

Today’s Contender:  Maggie Beer
Location:  Australian Grocers
Flavor:  Burnt Fig Honeycomb & Caramel

I don’t think any ice cream company here in the States would ever package such a complex and sophisticated flavor. Certainly we don’t have anything on the market with such high butterfat content. Yet this was available at my local grocer’s in Melbourne. And let me tell you it is gooooood!  Super dense. Rich and creamy. Deep, deep flavors with just the right amount of sweetness. And of course, ooey gooey ribbons of goodness.

Maggie Beer is a famous food specialist in Australia’s Barossa Valley. She writes books, runs restaurants, teaches, has a farm shop and a line of products. If the ice cream is any indication, sign me up for more! I at least wish to try her other 5 ice cream flavors but this one is going to be hard to beat.

rockin’ rock center

UgohengeDon’t miss the colossal bluestone figures installed at Rockefeller Center in NYC. The work of artist, Ugo Rondinone for an installation called Human Nature. Nine x 20 foot stonehenge-like sculptures with real personality and names like Joy & Excitement, populate the plaza as seemingly small onlookers weave in and around them, taking photos and marveling in awe. Now through June 7, 2013.

lunch at the plaza, anyone?

plazalunchI found myself mid-day, in Mid-town Manhattan last week with hunger pangs to end all hunger pangs. To The Plaza! As I realized I hadn’t yet checked out the food hall there. But how to decide? The Tartinery looked fabulous but alas all of it’s 10 seats were taken. Lukes Lobster? No, we have that here is DC. And then I spied a No. 7 Sub Shop, one of my favorite New York spots for a creative sandwich. My choice, ham with sharp cheddar cheese, caramelized onions for sweetness, red cabbage slaw for crunch and hot mustard for a little kick. The choices for dessert were an even greater collection of New York favorites from simple frozen yogurt to Billy’s cupcakes, to Maison du Chocolate bon bons, to Payard macarons, or a slice of Lady M’s Green Tea Milles Crepes — it’s light and creamy, with the perfect amount of sweetness. How could I resist?

Lunch at The Plaza under $20, who would have thunk?

i covet thee

Ted MuehlingThese are more than candlesticks . . . they are works of art by jewelry and object designer Ted Muehling. Available in seventeen different styles, any combination of which would make me happy. OK, I lie. It would need to be a minimum of three and the larger the grouping the happier I would be. They’re an investment but you can find them here.

bay of fires lodge walk

BoyofFiresBeachLooks flat but this is no easy-peasy walk. And I’ve got the blisters and nearly gone toenail to prove it (sorry, probably didn’t need to share that). But boy was it worth it!  Supremely beautiful. Loads of fun. Extremely well done. The perfect ending to my venture Down Under 2013.

Let’s start the day before the walk . . . For easy access to the early morning meeting point, I stay at Quamby Estate located about 30 minutes outside Launceston, Tasmania. My deluxe room turns out to be the honeymoon suite with two small sitting areas, a soaking tub and gorgeous 4-poster bed. Old world charm meets modern convenience, this European-style estate is lovely as lovely gets.

QuambyRoomQuamby

I meet 5 of my walking companions at dinner — a prix fixe, 3 course affair that even eating alone is a leisurely 2 hours — before ambling off past the reading rooms, past the old servants bells and up the stairs to my room, where I organize my hiking gear and settle in for a good nights sleep. Come morning, the now six of us, simply roll our suitcases down the path to walking headquarters where we meet up with 2 eager guides, 4 more fellow walkers, transfer our gear into backpacks, get the rules of the road and hop a bus to the coast. And we’re off . . .

Day 1:  This was, to everyone’s surprise, the hardest day. Of course we only come to know this in retrospect, thankfully. Don’t get me wrong it isn’t hard like climbing a mountain hard. But here are the obstacles you deal with:  Getting used to carrying a 30 lb. pack (you do a lot of looking down at the ground vs. out at the view), an afternoon start in the hot sun, hours of walking down a soft-sand & sloping beach, rocks and more rocks to climb over (i have fear of the rocks which only made it worse), and a water supply that becomes warmer and warmer as the day goes on. OK, that’s the tough stuff. The rewards far outweigh any of this, I promise.

BOForangelichenFirst of all, you’re on the beach in Tasmania. White sand and granite boulders covered with bright orange lichen set against blue skies and turquoise waters, eagles in the air, dolphins in the sea, we even see a seal not 10 feet away nestled in the rocks — and no other humans in sight! All worth the price of admission right there.

BOFrocksAs the burn of the sun starts to wane, just when you think you can’t do any more sinking into the sand, you reach the night’s campsite. Tucked back behind the dunes, its a permanent tent camp with beds (sleeping bags are supplied and you carry in your own linens), hard floors, sliding doors, a working kitchen, shared bathrooms (no showers). Hardly camping. Glamping is more like it.

After a quick swim in the Tasman Sea (it’s cold but no matter) we walkers settle in with wine, beer & cheese while the guides go into cooking mode. You learn about an hour into the morning bus ride with a muffin break, that food is going to be plentiful on this trip. Dinner is no exception — grilled salmon over soba noodles with bok choy and herbs and chocolate mousse with cream and meringues for dessert. The portions are American style (meaning large) and nothing goes to waste. We are hungry campers following our journey. After another hour or so of chatting, photographing recipes (yes, the food is that good) and drinking more wine, the guides do dishes and we find our way back to our tents in the dark. Note to self: Bring a flashlight to dinner even though the sun has yet to set.

Come morning, we are awakened to pancakes and other assorted breakfast staples, we pack our lunches, the guides do the dishes and clean the bathrooms, we sweep out our tents, pack up our gear and we’re off again . . .

Day 2:  Today we will walk about 9 miles (vs. 6 yesterday). But the beach is flatter, harder and much easier to contend with. Plus, we are well adjusted to our packs and luckily the weather is a bit cooler. Even our water stays drinkably cool throughout the day. I’m feeling good and make an effort to look up, enjoying the landscape vs. my feet. Our goal: make it to The Lodge, our home for the next two nights, but not before passing through the actual Bay of Fires — voted one of the most beautiful beaches in the world. And let me tell you, that is no lie.DSCN2050The morning is varied terrain, more beach of course, dunes, dry lake beds, even some road. We pass a few cabins dotted along the beach — old leases on this public parkland that one day soon will run out and not be renewed. We learn about the Aboriginal tribes that inhabited this land in winters for thousands of years. We climb up hills, over bluffs and feeling like we have gone on forever, we find ourselves at one end of the Bay of Fires where we strip off our packs and settle into the rocks for lunch.

BOFbeachWhile some wander up to the lighthouse, I wade in the water, rest up and sad to say, we all check our cell phones as service is plentiful in this location for the first time since leaving civilization. While most of the group takes a swim, a few of us wander down the supremely beautiful beach, barefoot, to get a head start on the afternoon walk. It’s easily the best bit of the entire trip.

Between the Bay of Fires and The Lodge is probably the hardest part of the walk but I think that is because mentally you know you are almost there — one last cove, more rocks (my nemesis) and one very steep hill. A cold beer, a warm scented foot bath and homemade cake are well deserved treats for this sweaty and weary hiker upon arrival, not to mention a hot shower. You’ll work for that too, however, as you have to pump your own water making the reward that much sweeter. This lodge is eco-friendly and has won many awards for it’s design. The architecture, the remote location, and the view make it one special destination.

BOF LodgeBOF compOne thing you don’t have to work for is dinner. Another large and lovely meal is prepared by our guides. We join another smaller group already there for one night and heading out the next day. It’s a night of chatting, drinking, relaxing, more phone calls (damn technology) and one by one people peter off to bed.

Day 3:  I have to be honest, after seeing that my toe was in trouble at the end of day two (didn’t feel a thing until I took off my shoe) and being met by rain on this morning, I opt to stay back and just lounge around the lodge today. A couple of others join me but most weather the rain (wet weather gear is supplied) and go kayaking. It’s supposedly the best day of all but as I had been going strong for nearly two weeks now, the day of rest, taking in the rain and curling up with a good book by the fire is just what I need. Plus, there is hot tea and more homemade cake to be enjoyed.DSCN2090After hearing about the kayaking adventure and completing yet another fantastically indulgent dinner, we sit around the fire listening to the thunderstorm and watch lightening in the distance. Truly magical.

Day 4:  While the guides clean up the breakfast dishes and the entire lodge for that matter, bedrooms, bathrooms and all — did I say they work incredibly hard? That is an understatement if ever there was one — the morning of the 4th day is by schedule, meant for lounging and taking in the views, and maybe eating one last serving of homemade cake, before donning the pack one last time and hiking out through the woods — a quick hour and a half or so, complete with lunch.

The bus and your luggage meet you at the other end of the trail where you are whisked away to the Apogee Winery. There you can clean up and change, drink a little bubbly, eat more snacks, order a few commemorative cases of wine if you’re an Aussie, and exchange contact information before being dropped at your respective final destination. While most stay in town for another couple of days to take in the sights, i am dropped at the airport to catch the last flight out to Melbourne. No rest for the weary. At 5:00 AM the next morning, I would begin my journey back home.

DSCN2072I’ll just leave you with this, said by one of our guides and oh so true, “In order to enjoy some of the best bits of nature, you simply have to walk there.”

Bay of Fires Lodge Walk Tasmania, Australia

a common affair

The Commoner, Melbourne, Australia                                                                                     122 Johnston Street, Fitzroy

CommonerWhen you plan a special night out, you want everything to be perfect. But is just plain good, too much to ask for? Seems even that was too tall an order for the Commoner.

I thought I had chosen the restaurant carefully. It was on many trusted best of 2012 lists. Small. Intimate. Simple fare. A hands on owner who supposedly took pride in every detail. And indeed when I made the reservation several weeks in advance via email, that seemed to be the case. I got a lovely response from her wishing me safe travels and even telling me my hotel was going to be wonderful.

Perhaps I should have been wary when two days later I received a second email confirming my reservation for that very evening. No mind, I quickly dispatched a reply that they had the wrong date. Again, another lovely response apologizing for the error and assuring me my reservation for the correct date had been recorded. Only when I arrived on the correct date, there was no reservation on the books. Whoops.

No mind, a short trip to the bar for a drink & an appetizer and a table was arranged for us in the dining room. Dinner would be a 4 course “feed me” affair, the restaurant’s specialty. The first course of warm cheesy croquettes was delicious. The second, a beef carpaccio topped with grated cheese and potato sticks, less so. The third, pork belly and beets, not my idea of a satisfying main but seemingly the trend in Melbourne restaurants so understood if not enjoyed.

courses1_3Thirty minutes after finishing course number three . . . and dessert was nowhere to be seen . . . and not a word from our waitress. At around the 40 minute mark, she did come by to tell us there was a small delay in the kitchen due to the fact it was only the second night for a new menu. About 10 minutes later, we were served a “starter” dessert that I translated as anything the kitchen could throw together to keep us occupied — warm rice pudding with cold poached fruit. Surprisingly the rice pudding was tasty but the warm/cold combination was odd. Just after we finished that, the real dessert was served — a deconstructed ice cream sandwich with a dollop of chocolate mousse and a spoonful of caramel sauce. Not a bad concept only the ice cream tasted like it came from the bottom of the freezer at the local convenience store. I guess someone forgot to make the homemade ice cream. Whoops again.

dessertsMore disappointing than the food, was the fact the only person who apologized was another waiter but only because he ran into my dinner companion on the way to the men’s room. The supposedly hands on owner, tucked herself behind the bar in the other room, never acknowledging the issue, never offering a free drink or to comp our wine, nothing. I would have expected a free glass of wine just for the reservation mix up let alone the kitchen screw up. But my favorite part of the evening was when the waitress came around looking for feedback on the desserts to give the kitchen. Why anybody would ask two people who had waited as long as we did for any course, even if it was delicious which it clearly wasn’t, and expect to get anything but a disgruntled answer is beyond me.

Oh well, can’t win ‘em all.

playing favorites

It’s confirmed. Melbourne is indeed my favorite city. Not a little rain, a bad meal or even a murder (gruesome but true, I couldn’t help but watch the aftermath of a tragic homicide from my 4th floor balcony with morbid curiosity) could change my mind. Sydney is beautiful but there is just something about Melbourne that speaks to me. It’s grittier — OK, maybe in this instance not the right word. But it definitely has this ‘of the street’ feel, with it’s hidden shops and alleyways that make it city-fascinating yet it is also very approachable and easy all at the same time. Here’s what I found in the city this time around:

stay:

Tyrian Serviced Apartments, 91 Johnston Street, Fitzroy

Tyrian

Please don’t be put off by the police activity I encountered. I chose this apartment hotel because of the neighborhood. I fell in love with Fitzroy last time and wanted to be in the heart of it because I always prefer to be in a real neighborhood rather than in touristsville. Indeed walking around my first few days, I felt right at home in this urban yet suburban part of town with creative businesses and people all up and down the streets, lots of little cafes, hidden gems, local treats, and yes a little bit still in transition.

The apartments at the Tyrian are spare and modern, quite large, with everything you need — a full kitchen with dishwasher, laundry, a well appointed bathroom, king size bed in the separate bedroom. The drawers in the fit out closet system might not have worked once the closet doors were installed (whoops) but that didn’t bother me as there was plenty of other storage. The best part was that wrap-around balcony which until that last day, was used to take in great views of the city. My only official complaint is that come the weekends, this part of the neighborhood turns into clubville and so gets quite noisy with the influx of partiers and cranked up music (indeed Friday and Saturday nights require your room key to access the hotel from the street). Weeknights, however, were quiet and calm. For that reason and that reason alone, I may choose to stay in another part of town next time. But for a weekday stay, I would come back here in a minute.

eat & drink:

Hammer & Tong, 412 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy

signOnly open for about a month at the time, this little Fitzroy gem has a real future I hope. It’s exactly what I love about the Melbourne food scene — hidden at the far end of Brunswick Street in a rear location with entry off a side street, you could walk right by. But seek it out and you will find the most charming space and an everyday yet inventive menu by two young chefs who once worked at one of the cities most celebrated restaurants.

I went with a friend for a weekday breakfast. I had the most gorgeous fruit and yogurt salad I have ever seen with rhubarb gelée and spiced whispy candies and my friend, a large stack of blueberry pancakes with popping candy as a garnish. bfastHTI may have also sneaked back for a late Sunday brunch, sans camera, for an even more impressive meal of middle eastern spiced corn cakes with poached egg and avocado. I liked it so much, I didn’t want it to end. And like the pancakes it was a huge serve. I understand dinner service has commenced since my last visit. I surely hope this place makes it — if the late Sunday afternoon crowd was any indication, I think they’ll be fine.

VonHausVon Haus, 1 Crossly Street, CBD — the tiniest, sweetest little wine bar and restaurant down a charming little alleyway right off Bourke Street. One common table, a handful of smaller tables and one two-top outside in their “courtyard” which is really just a light well put to good use. This is what I love about this city — the most improbable of spaces are turned into the most wonderful little haunts. And you have got to be in the know to find them.

The Commoner, 122 Johnston Street, Fitzroy — English pub food with a decidedly Aussie spin located in a converted house/storefront, with additional bar seating upstairs and barbecue outside on weekends, in nice weather. (cannot recommend — see why here)

Meatball & Wine Bar, 135 Flinders Lane, CBD

Meatballs Fashioned after the downtown NYC hipster meatball restaurant, this Melbourne version hits on all cylinders. With meats coming from Victor Churchill (see more here) you are getting the best of the best balls served up with your choice of sauce and side for just $18. It’s a fun and affordable meal and if you’re more hungry than that, try some starters, salads, or their one and only dessert — ice cream filled macarons in mix and match flavors.

Gelateria Primavera, 157 Spring Street, CBD  — Yummy! My obsession with good ice GelatoPrimocream was well satisfied by this gelato made with great ingredients in the most interesting flavor combinations. Just 10 daily flavors (they also have 6 sorbetto flavors) handwritten on a piece of paper taped to the wall nearly hidden behind the door, this place is the real deal. Spiced Fig and Salted Caramel & Chili together in a cup was a perfect combination on a hot day. $6.50 for an ample medium serve up to three flavors.

Merry Cupcakes, 261 Brunswick Street, Fitzroy — I am not a huge cupcake lover. But craving a little sweet something one afternoon, I wandered into this cupcake shop right in the neighborhood. To my surprise, they were all vegan and pretty good to boot — a nice ratio of not too sweet frosting to moist cake in a miniature size, at least by American standards.

shop:  

Yarn & Co., 59 Smith Street, Fitzroy

YarnShopI absolutely love this store! First of all, it’s well designed and very modern for a yarn shop. It is run by a mother and daughter team — and you can bet the huge black and white photo mural on the wall, is them knitting together in their younger years. Sweetest thing ever!

Their selection of yarns is beautiful. They offer knitting classes. They serve high tea twice a day, Wednesday through Saturday (I’m sure it’s lovely and had I known I would have gone but alas I was there on Sunday). They support charities with knitting bees the first Tuesday of every month. And they have a loyalty discount program, what every knitter needs with the price of yarn these days. 360 degrees of fabulousness. Bravo!

Mud Australia, 181 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy — hand made porcelain tableware in a range of soft colors and earthen tones. They have recently opened a store in NYC and I highly recommend the largest bowls as the most beautiful pieces in the collection.

Left, 161 Gertrude Street, Fitzroy — still my favorite store in the city with Japanese designers on offer. They always get me with the expensive shoes!

RoseStreetRose Street Market, 60 Rose Street, Fitzroy — Your typical little artists market tucked away deep in the back streets of Fitzroy. I’m not a huge market fan but that said, there was a guy selling authentic Japanese prints that were very nice. There was a jewelry artist that wasn’t half bad if you like silver crosses, moonstones, and such. My favorite was the hairdresser tucked in the back corner doing mod cuts on locals. And two girls knitting up the cutest little ugly dolls ever. So there were a few things to be had if you were in the market for them. On a sunny day, it’s a nice little stroll.

Johnston Street between Smith & Gertrude Streets in Fitzroy has a great selection of furniture shops including Mark Tuckey (231), Tait Outdoor (176), Guy Matthews Industrial (154) and more . . .

Zambesi, 167 Flinders Lane, CBD — this New Zealand based clothing store is most impressive with avant-garde but wearable fashions for both men and women.

Country Road, 260 Collins Street, CBD — For years, I’ve been curious about the much touted homewares department here and finally, I got to take a look. Similar in style to a Crate & Barrel, I could easily have bought basic white dishes with the perfect amount of style or great looking picture frames. Nearly every young girl I saw in an airport was sporting a Country Road canvas duffle bag that seems to come in a million different patterns and had I not already bought a canvas tote this trip, I surely would have picked one up.

Haigh’s Chocolates, Block Arcade 282 Collins Street, CBD — the Rolls Royce of chocolate stores with lines out the door on a Saturday close to Easter. But beware, prices are nearly as high as a car and you can easily be at $100 before you know it for just a few goodies. Although they do donate a portion of sales on many of their items to charity and give you an ample sample with every purchase which takes the sting out a bit.

see and do:

Center for Contemporary Photography, 404 George Street, FitzroyccpcompI can’t say there was the best show on when we stopped into this gallery but the building itself was lovely — a beautiful space to view photography, and the gift shop is a small treasure. I loved this part of the neighborhood with a couple of corner cafes on otherwise quiet streets. Really glad we stopped in. Small donation requested.

Walk to Art – this 2.5 hour Friday afternoon tour was by far the highlight of my time in Melbourne this year and easily the best $78 I’ve ever spent. Not only did this art tour by Bernie Alibrando highlight the street art in and around the Central Business District but she took us to unusual and mainstream galleries, pointed out and visited amazing little shops, restaurants and bars and ignited my passion for this city in a whole new way. Melbourne is a city where you have to work hard to find all the hidden gems down alleyways, in old buildings, on rooftops — and Bernie is a living, breathing, shortcut to the best of the best.

walk to artWith just two of us on the tour it was intimate and we covered a lot of ground in a short time. As the art scene changes, so do the offerings on tour. My favorites this time around: A series of old mailboxes that double as a gallery (Gallery 141, 141 Flinders Lane); another tiny gallery of sorts at Melbourne’s smallest bar (Trink Tank at Bar Amercano, 20 Presgrave Pl. ), and the entire Nicholas Building (37 Swanston Street) that had the most amazing light filled spaces not to mention cool galleries and shops.

Each Walk to Art tour starts and ends at a different restaurant for a coffee and some wine,IMG_2022 respectively. Bernie mixes it up and chooses places that are new and happening and always off the beaten track. We began at the unsigned yet modern stand out, Bar Ampère (16 Russel Place), a charming restaurant down an alleyway I probably never would have happened down otherwise. It was next to the most beautifully curated artisan jewelry shop and across from our first piece of street art. Keep your eyes open in Melbourne because art is all around you — look up, look down, look around the corner or down an alley, but rarely is it in plain sight.

Aussie Rules Football, Etihad Stadium, Docklands — my first date with my Australian boyfriend back when I was an exchange student Down Under years ago, was to watch him play in an Aussie Rules Football game. I haven’t seen a game since . . . until now. It’s a very fast & complicated game that locals seem to love — indeed watching how into it everyone gets was secretly kind of fun. But I think I can wait another 30 years before going to another game if that’s OK.