I was recently served a Shanghai soup dumpling as a canapé. They are the culinary equivalent of a roadside bomb.
I question the use of sub-standard imported wines when local wines can offer better value.
I spend a lot of time visiting winery websites. Am I alone in feeling frustrated at having to enter my birth date at most?
d’Arenberg winemaker, Chester Osborne, may have stepped over the mark when he announced the release of a new wine label called ‘The old bloke and three young blondes’, a blend of old Shiraz with three young white grape varieties.
Chinese-grown, Hepatitis A-infected frozen blueberries have been in the news lately. The packaging did not mention the blueberries came from China. It’s got me all hot and bothered about food labeling in general. Take cat-food. Are cat-owners really that gullible? Take a stroll down the
Why would anyone use a motorized leaf-blower? It’s just a loud advertisement that says to the world: “I am a moron”. “Come and see the moron cleverly blowing a few leaves from A to B and making more noise than an F/A 18 taking off”.
Bank bashing is a favourite national pastime, and with good reason. It’s been a much-gnawed bone of contention that we have to go to a bank and stand in a line to deposit a cheque, and then we have to wait for three days to
Australia’s big banks are a law unto themselves. Our retail banking sector is dominated by the Big Four, which is hardly great competition. Banks siphon our money off in ways that we can do little about. One of my beefs is the notorious lag-time between
It was a hot January day when I checked into the Canberra hotel. “Is there anything else I can help you with?” asked the receptionist as she handed over the key. “What’s on the bed, a blanket or a duvet?” I inquired. “Why, a duvet,”