I can’t get enough bacon. I love bacon. I even write stories about bacon. If eating bacon was a sport I would win first place every time. So when I heard that they were having a bacon festival at Cuckoo Callay, you know I just had to check it out. So mama took me to find […] Read more…
Today we went to Bondi but it was really hot and the beach was so packed that I couldn’t even see the sand. So we went for lunch at A Tavola instead. I was happy about that because it wasn’t so busy and the air conditioning was on and I’d rather eat than swim anyway. […] Read more…
Do you know how cool my mama is? It’s a lot. And not just because she’s nice, which she is, but because she takes me on special lunch dates so I can eat loads and loads of food. And everyone knows that the way to my heart is through my belly. Actually, I think my […] Read more…
I was raised in a meat and two veg kind of household. A household where we didn’t eat at a table let alone together. Dad usually ate on the couch watching TV in his undies, mum in the kitchen, my brother in his room and me in mine – not the stuff of Bradyesque familial […] Read more…
The first thing we notice when we arrive at l’île de Pins? The water is blue. Retina searingly so! The second? Our daughter has a big thing for coconut. Big enough that we’re considering the need for some kind of tropical fruit rehab before she starts freebasing them. While Sugarpuff slurps on the first of […] Read more…
On Sunday it was mother’s day and if there’s one thing my mama loves, it’s eating. So we took her out for a special dinner so she could stuff her face. Mama told us about a restaurant called Embers Mezze Bar that served Middle Eastern food and we though it would be a good place to […] Read more…
“I would really, really like to go on safari in Africa but my mama says I’m can’t until my sister and I are bigger. She says we’re still “snack-size” and too tempting for all the lions and leopards who’d want to gobble us up. So instead of us getting gobbled she took us to an […] Read more…
Yearning for another bite of unforgettable Muscat, we’re attempting to recreate the dish Raffles most enjoyed on our holiday, an Omani style Chicken Byriani, or ByriOmani (as he calls it). It’s a great dish to add to our repertoire and is reasonably uncomplicated (at least compared to a Souffle). In fact it’s so easy that we […] Read more…
I often wonder if the crazy kids at Casa Conception (the IVF clinic responsible for the existence of both my beautiful babies) didn’t add a drop or two of some random international DNA in the embryonic cocktail shaker. You know, for shits and giggles. That’s the only explanation I can come up for my four-year […] Read more…
Watching our old friend Voyager of the Seas as she enters Sydney Harbour for the very first time brings back fond memories but one thing we’d forgotten was just how big she is! So big that she blocked our view of the city with her impressive girth as she cruised by. Even at third sight we’re stunned by her […] Read more…
Woken by a little voice squealing “Bonjour mama, it’s Paris day”, I am dragged from bed (kicking and screaming) for the can’t possibly be delayed task of looking up France and, more specifically, Paris in an atlas. Marveling at its distance from Australia, Raffles is eager to get started on our “day in Paris” so […] Read more…
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Hey, I’m Aleney! A mum, award-winning travel writer, magazine editor and gallivanting glutton. He’s Raff, the “boy” in boyeatsworld, and a fearless foodie, adventurer and eco-warrior. Along with his all-singing, all-dancing, all-adventurous sister, Sugarpuff, we’re exploring the world’s colour, culture and cuisine on a food safari for the junior set.
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