Category: USA

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Wanna taco bout it?

Back in the eighties tacos made a sudden appearance in my home. Not good tacos mind you, but tacos all the same. I hated them. My mother was always keen to try something new, so she’d pull these hard, bland corn shells out of a box and stuff them with spaghetti mince, salad, grated cheese and sour cream. The problem was the taco shell. … Read More Wanna taco bout it?

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Cheesy Choices

I used to enjoy watching Big Bang Theory. Penny was always talking about wanting to leave her job at The Cheesecake Factory, and I assumed that it was a made-up cheesecake store, for the sake of the show. Then I found out that there really is a Cheesecake Factory and they don’t just serve cheesecakes, and I was shocked to say the least! My … Read More Cheesy Choices

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Malasada Magic

 When I was planning my trip to Hawaii, the first thing I researched was food. Naturally. I wasn’t keen to try the spam which is considered a popular, local food, nor the poke (I really don’t like raw fish), but there were a couple of things I was very excited about. The main one being malasadas. For those of you who haven’t tried one, … Read More Malasada Magic

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The Fine Print

I am one of those people who is insured for pretty much everything because I know that anything that can go wrong, probably will. It makes sense to be insured. Travel insurance fits into this category, but even with the care I take with the policies, I have still been caught out. It was the end of summer when I went to Alaska and … Read More The Fine Print

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Destination Nowhere

I love airports— they are full of promise. I had to learn to love them as I’ve spent so much time waiting for my flights, and now the wait is one of my favourite parts of the trip. For me, the moment I leave home for the airport, my trip has begun— I am in tourist mode, even when I’m just travelling interstate for … Read More Destination Nowhere

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When In Rome

We become so used to what we say and the things we do, that we rarely stop to think about them. We accept that within our culture and the people around us, we’ll be understood. One thing that travelling has taught me is to never assume that I’ll be understood, even when speaking the same language. I have had so many instances of being … Read More When In Rome

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A Better Biscuit

Every time I plan a trip, I research the local food. It doesn’t matter where you go, even if it’s just a two-hour drive away, there is always something that the local area specialises in. I have a travelling philosophy which is, ‘eat where the locals eat, and eat what the locals eat’. You can learn so much about people and places by the … Read More A Better Biscuit

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Bearly There

Despite living in Australia with some of the deadliest creatures on the planet, I’m terrified of grizzly bears. Part of the problem comes from watching too many episodes of, I Survived; a TV series about people who’ve survived horrific animal attacks, telling their story while you sit mesmerised and terrified of their mangled faces and scalps. It was always the bear attacks that bothered … Read More Bearly There

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That coffee hit

I am unashamedly addicted to coffee. I take mine strong, with one sugar, cream, and milk. Each night I look forward to waking, and having that first cup of steaming hot coffee. If I don’t get the coffee exactly right each morning, it can make or break my day. Well that’s an exaggeration, but I really do enjoy that first cup of the day. … Read More That coffee hit

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Dreamtime

After visiting the mainland for a while, I met up with my daughter in Waikiki for one night, so we could fly back to Queensland together. By the time I arrived at Honolulu airport I was thoroughly exhausted, and starving, as usual. From the airport we stopped in at the Cheesecake Factory, (which is my new favourite place on earth, besides Walmart), and had … Read More Dreamtime

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A fork of bliss

There’s nothing extraordinary about being someone who loves to eat— most of us do. I love food, but I can’t eat unless I’m hungry. I flew from Honolulu to LAX late in the afternoon, and American Airlines didn’t provide a meal. By the time the plane pulled in at LAX, I had an hour before my connecting flight, and I was starved. I’d never … Read More A fork of bliss