Seven hours. Eighteen distilleries. Over thirty different gins. Twenty-eight degrees. Gin-uary Hobart was a fairly epic day.
With the number of Tasmanian gin distilleries pushing 30, it’s a wonder there hasn’t been a gin festival this far Down Under before now (Melbourne gets two)! Luckily a clever cookie called Courtney called it: Tasmanian’s like their gin, and they really really like it when all the gin is in one place. Especially if that gin is surrounded by pretty trees, tasty tacos, and gin-infused donuts.
Plus a cocktail bar. Which is an exceptional thing to have on a 28-degree day.
Markets, mountains and moping.
Three words that sum up my first few days in New Zealand; my adventures in solitude. Named as such because A: The New Pornographers became an integral part to my NZ road trip soundtrack (being among the few thoughtfully downloaded to my phone beforehand, anticipating a lack of wifi) and B: because I was, well, adventuring in self-inflicted solitude.
(Also explains the moping)
Sunday: the day of rest, right?
Long mornings, lazy afternoons, and food. Lots and lots of food. For what is Sunday without a feast? And what’s better than a genuine Italian spread; complete with home-style cooking and friendly faces. Food that just oozes love and soul and laughter (not literally, don’t worry).
You’ll find Mio Locale — Italian for ‘My Local’ — on Brunswick St. in Fitzroy’s North, and if you’re looking for that true, family-style Sunday; this is where you’ll find it. At $45 per head, Mio Locale’s long-awaited Sunday Feasts are a four-course set, themed lunch, held…
— Missed part one? You’ll find it here! —
After Meg’s demonstarations in the shed, we headed back up into the warmth (courtesy of the aforementioned adorable potbelly wood heater) to start stitching, tying and folding our own shibori creations — and LUNCH.
As well as being an amazing architect and stylist, it turns out Natasha also harbours an incredible talent for cooking. I had a bit of inkling thanks to that delicious morning tea orange and almond cake — which I still have yet to attempt myself — but holy cow; as the food was brought up to the…
I’m in love! I’m in love. I’m in love with the art of shibori. Also with a house.
If you follow the ‘Spoon on Snapchat or Instagram you’ve probably already seen a few shibori- and house-themed snaps and posts over the last week, and I’m sure you can see where my love has stemmed from.
Last weekend I mini-road-tripped up to Oak and Monkey Puzzle to learn the art of shibori from dyeing extraordinaire Margaret-Anne Gooch, who also turned out to be one of the sweetest people ever! The workshop was put together and hosted by the equally sweet Natasha…
This here, right now — this is my absolute favourite time of year. As well as the warm and cosy clothes I’ve waxed lyrical about before, June means Dark Mofo winter festival season in Hobart. The city turns red, the art spills out onto the streets, and I get an excellent excuse to visit.
This year I had double the excuse, thanks to Bec from Thirteen Red Shoes! She teamed up with Sydney-based paper guru Laura Jane to bring her skills (and her person) down to Hobart for a day of paper cutting, great company, and super tasty treats.