You know the moment.

When the morning dew lays a soaking carpet. When a frosty fog chills the air. When the smell of cinnamon and coffee comfort is craved.

You see it. You feel it. You smell itl…My forecast: short days and brr ahead. Winter

Well, you can imagine my surprise when I stepped off the plane in Melbourne and it was almost threatening to be downright balmy (that was later realised on arrival in Adelaide. Don’t know when my home town decided to go humid but I’m not sure I prefer the tropics over the ideal Mediterranean climate we have always enjoyed!)

Anyhoo, the sunny skies and beating sun popped me straight back in to Spring mode…but, today, with an Aussie twist

Australian culture is all about the big outdoors (note to self, going forward try to avoid stating the obvious ) so it is no surprise that dining options skew in that direction. Although diners may be found outdoors all year round (beats me how people can sit outside in the ice of winter, even if they are under one of those little heaters. The top of the head might be roasty toasty but what about those chilblain threatened toes???) It is in the warmer months of spring that most folks emerge and outdoor tables are again filled to capacity.

A noticeable mainstay of this movement of transition back to the great outside for all edibles roles, would be our pubs which quickly spill over with patrons eager to engage with the season.

In a recent movement of renovations, the pub has come of age. And, oftentimes, the venue chosen over the more traditional choice of the restaurant.

Anyhoo, it is simply brilliant to revel in how spectacular the setting…(not to mention the food which I shall leave to those who really can do the topic justice…) and surrounds can be in nearly each and every Corner Pub

Till next time.

Tipsy Pipsy xo