I’d like you close your eyes and imagine the perfect chip. Are your eyes closed? They’d be crunchy crispy on the outside and soft and fluffy on the inside and every single chip on the plate would be like that. No soggy ones lurking about at the bottom – all of them crispy, crunchy and …

Let me say this first: I’m in dumpling heaven. Now that I’ve got that out of the way…actually no, I need to say it again – the dumplings really are that good. In fact, Rice Boi really is that good. This is the street food style eatery that Mooloolaba has been needing. It’s the street …

It was over the hill to Alexandra Headland this morning. It won’t be long before sunrise will be stupidly early, so I’m making the most of these days. Back in Mooloolaba, today’s cruise ship was coming in. The barman at the Surf Club yesterday told me that they’ve estimated that the cruise ships coming into …

  There’s a flat part to the water – completely glass-like. It looks almost like an oil slick, but it isn’t. It’s a “footprint” left behind when a whale dives – as the up-thrust of it’s tail drives water to the surface. It’s just one of the ways that we know there are whales around …

We’ve been coming to Sea life (or Underwater World, as we’ve always called it) since Miss 19 was Miss still in a pram. It’s become a tradition – one of the first things we had to do each time we came to the coast. But it’s been a few years since we’ve been here and, …

The whole time we were deliberating over our sea-change, one song by Dido kept running through my head. The song is Sand in My Shoes and the lyrics : Try to forget for one more night That I’m back in my flat on the road Where the cars never stop going through the night To …

  Good morning from Mooloolaba…. I’m yet to meet a sunrise that I don’t like, so these morning posts are a way of charting my morning beach walks, and the beauty of a coastal sunrise. Have a fabulous Friday…

I don’t know about you, but if I’m going out for breakfast I want something a little, well, different to what I’d get at home – and I say that acknowledging that my husband makes a flipping good brekky and an even better avo smash. I don’t want overpriced avo smash, or, worse, overpriced avo …