A few Friday nights ago, The Brooding Architect organised a double date with one of our favorite couples – The Botox Babe (to clarify, she injects it and does not receive it) and The Artistic Pharmacist. Because we were so disorganised, we could only get a booking for the fashionably late dinner sitting of 9.30pm. Having {more}

As mentioned in my previous post, a recent busy patch at work has resulted in some tardy (okay, extremely slack) blogging. Consequently, this post has been sitting in the drafts now for well over a month now – since that last spell of very hot summer weather we had in February and is very, very overdue.  Anyway, {more}

As I mentioned in my previous post, last weekend I celebrated another ‘closer to 30 than 20 birthday’. As a special treat, The Brooding Architect organised a big mystery date last Friday night. His ability to keep the destination a surprise was impressive. I could not even coax it out of him when I asked him what I {more}

I have a confession to make. I have actually had this post sitting in my drafts for some time now, but have held off publishing it due to the dismal weather. However, finally, after a few sneaky days (weeks? months?)  of rain, summer – aka perfect beer drinking weather - seems to be back with a {more}

It is still November, however the pre-Christmas madness has well and truly descended.  I, as always, am avoiding the crowds and doing the bulk of my shopping online.  (I swear, although it does not seem like it, this post will be loosely food and drink related). When I was trawling through THE online mecca of gifts {more}

This weekend The Brooding Architect and I were meant to be on a booze-free (okay, booze limited) detox. Somehow, under The Doctor’s orders, we ended up drinking far too many beers, followed by red wine and gin. Anyway, I blame one of my favorite drops – Passion Has Red Lips – for straying from the {more}

I have been a bad blogger over the last week . I blame: Having to be a ‘real lawyer’ and preparing not one but two matters for trial this week; and A whirlwind weekend visit from Glamorous Sister No. 2. Anyway, enough excuses – let’s just say I have lots of food stories to catch {more}

In addition to being members of the Red Wine Club, The Brooding Architect and I are also members of a Pizza Club. Generally, the Brooding Architect is not a fan of organised group activities. More often than not he prefers to chill out at home with some beers and our latest obsession, the late 90s {more}

Since moving to Melbourne, The Brooding Architect and I have been fortunate enough to meet a group of friends who share our love for a drop of red. One night after far too many drinks, the Red Wine Club was born. The concept of the Red Wine Club is simple – bring a bottle (or {more}