17th stop: Greece

I have good vibes for Greece. Having spent some childhood holidays on the Greek Islands; although I couldn’t tell the difference between Beirut and Rhodes; I recall the clearance of the Mediterranean water and my seven years older brother sneaking a peek at Greek women tanning their bare boobs while I was busy playing jackpot…

11th stop: Indonesia

When I started writing this blog, my workmate “Evie” loved the idea. Coming from Indonesia, Evie took it very personal and arranged with another colleague “Tima”; a feast in the city, to tell their Indonesian gastronomic story. There was everything on the table, except street food! with Evie and Tima telling their culinary techniques over…

10th stop: Turkey

Available in every street market, it’s the red food stall always in action; bursting with women continuously kneading, chopping, filling and frying; supervised by one man with frown eyes who basically takes your order and finalise your dish with a lemon wedge. If you haven’t guessed yet, I’m talking about the Turkish Gozleme, made of…

8th stop: Morocco

When it comes to cooking; I am old fashioned. I appreciate simple and honest food that doesn’t require sophisticated techniques and overrated cookbooks; and Moroccan cuisine meets my expectations (and hopefully yours), with their gentle cooking methods of Tagine in terracotta, and Couscous in double-chambered couscoussier; along with spices, fresh vegetables, nuts and dried fruit. Extreme tolerance is…

1st Stop: Israel

The best places to look for genuine street food are at food stalls in street markets. My first encounter was at North Sydney General Market last Saturday. I was advised that one of the new stalls is cooking Shakshouka for breakfast, and without hesitation I went to taste. I was greeted with a complimentary Falafel while…