I love food. If food were a man, I’d make it my boyfriend, then my husband, and then have ten thousand of its babies, then hope I died first so I would never have to live without it. Extreme? Yes. Exaggeration? No.
You may remember me from such shows as MasterChef Australia (and soon to be Dance Your Ass Off, if my snacking habits don’t change). I was the one given the massive advantage of not being able to compete in the challenges. Zing. Since then I’ve basically been catapulted into a world of food, wonderful food, and now I want to share.
I cook a lot, I eat a lot, I read a lot, I talk a lot (contrary to popular belief). This is my forum to have a bit of fun with all that, and get rid of the chorus line of foodstuffs, restaurants, ideas and dishes that constantly march through my brain.