A voice over on the ABC news on Tuesday night showed footage of me sabering champagne and stated “It was not only the fashion that was cutting edge”. And it was probably all thanks to Veuve Clicquot. In fact, if I think about it enough, a lot of what I am doing now is thanks…
Experiences
Drink Pink – La Vie en Rosé
October is a great month. While everybody is encouraged to ‘Think Pink’ for Breast Cancer Awareness, I like to take that one step further and ‘Drink Pink’, and feel a little bit blue, for two causes very close to my heart. October is also Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month, and Monday October 14 is…
A little *CLINK!* from above
I think I had a little *CLINK!* from above on Bastille Day. I really do! I know I’ve been a little stressed lately, and some of you will now use this as proof that I have really lost the plot, but something very strange happened, and I can only think of one explanation. This year,…
When the champagne and the stars align
Sometimes the most mundane of days take an unexpected turn. This happened to me recently, and I am sure that it was the magic of champagne making the stars align. When we moved to Australia, my husband decided to set up a small import business to bring some gourmet products from France to the local…
Disaster to triumph and a bottle of Mumm
Sometimes the most highly anticipated meals don’t go quite as planned, and neither do the wines that were chosen to accompany them. This happened to me a few years ago, but I was able to turn my disaster into triumph in the most unanticipated way. And it was all a due to a rather old…
The night a little piece of France came to town
Last night a little piece of France popped up in the inner west of Brisbane. And it was quite lovely. A ‘pop-up’ French Restaurant called Bistro Éphémère, to be precise. The concept intrigued me from the start. When I heard that there was going to be a French restaurant opening for two nights only at a mystery…
A friendship worth bottling
If a friendship could be measured in bubbles, then the one I share with my champagne sister, Kiron, could certainly be bottled. It would be a Jeroboam, and a remarkable Grand Cru. I have just returned home after spending an hilarious evening in Kiron’s company, taping an episode of ‘The Flute Enthusiast” for Bubbly Talk Radio. I met…
Turning the tables
When I was a little girl all I wanted to do was play cricket (or any form of sport) with the neighbourhood boys. This was partly due to the fact that there were only neighbourhood boys. No girls. Not one Barbie tea party. Which is a good thing, because I wasn’t that much into playing Barbies. The…
