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A video tour of my food journeys in Melbourne


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The husband and I spent all of last week in Brisbane for our respective jobs. We co-ordinated our trips, blocked out the week, slapped on some sunscreen and headed off to ‘BrisVegas’. Having never been before, we were reliant on the advice of family that had been before (“It’s stinking hot”) and friends that live there (one of few times a Facebook post resulted in some constructive commenting) and of course the ever helpful – Google.

Now those of you who know me and have read my post on my Fiji holiday know the very first thing I like to Google about my intended destination is ‘Halal food in [insert location]’. This time was no different. My in depth Google searches across Halal Square and Visit Brisbane yielded some very promising results which resulted in a neat table of plans as my Brisbane Degustation Project (mixed in with sightseeing of course).

I was relieved to find Brisbane pleasantly cool on the Sunday evening we touched down. Relief turned to delight when we saw that our room on the 12th floor of the Traders hotel was very nice and delight turned to hungry anticipation as we walked down Roma st, through Queen st mall and ended up at our destination for the night’s meal – Turquoise kebabs.The Place is about as non descript as a Kebab shop gets, located on the unassuming street corner it was consistently full of at least one customer the whole time we were there. Having had our fill of a well topped pizza with a thin crunchy crust and a kebab to compete with the best we’d had till date (from Yarralumla Turkish Kebabs in Canberra. This one had just enough tabouli to cut through the grease and at no additional cost and it had corn. Corn!), we made our way to Eagle st pier and checked out the river side before walking back to the hotel. It was eerily quiet and people free for a Sunday night CBD but coming from Canberra – not a huge change.

The next day was Monday and we had a buffet breakfast at Traders hotel which included pancakes, cereal, eggs (made any way you order), toast, croissants, Danish, hot food of scrambled eggs, grilled tomatoes, mushrooms, hash browns, baked beans and bacon and sausages. There was no halal meat but the juicer where you could make your own juice based on the array of cut fruit and veggies provided proved a great consolation as I made myself a personalised vegetable and fruit morning juice. Well worth the $20 we paid which included a $8 discounted simply by asking at reception. At lunchtime my work colleagues took me to Rush CBD bar which was right next to our building and I half heartedly asked the waitress if anything on the menu was halal fully expecting a no and mentally ticking off the seafood option as mine. Imagine my glee when she came back from a chat with the chef to say all the meat was halal except the bacon which they cooked separately! Suddenly a whole world opened up to me on the menu and I  had trouble choosing. I ended up choosing the chicken burger which when it came looked like a chicken sandwich but hey it was yummy. Grilled chicken on sourdough bread with yummy salad and sauce. I made a mental note of the eye fillet main meal and left with a full tummy. After work we walked over to Southbank – about 20 min from traders and walked past the museums and the eye of Brisbane ($17 adult tickets), through the purple flower walkway and onto grey st which housed row upon row of restaurants – all half full. I had no idea Brisbane was so busy and it seemed people loved to eat out. We chose Ahmet’s Turkish cuisine and had the calamari as a starter and the lamb shank and the lamb kofte as mains. He had a orange and ginger mocktail and I had a lime and pineapple. The service was fast the food was mouth-watering and I was satiated… till I walked past San Churros choclateria and saw a poster for the ‘macarova’. Pavlova and macaron biscuits sandwiched with milk chocolate and served with Ice cream. Who could resist? Yum. We walked (slowly!) back to the hotel and collapsed from overeating.

Tuesday we had breakfast at Java coast café. It was one that had received high ratings on the net and came well recommended. A short (7 min) walk from traders, we got the to the inconspicuous shop front only to see a little garden path that led to a cosy garden/park/patio with tables and chairs and eclectic furniture. While we wanted to sit inside the flies convinced us to take a seat indoors in the rustic if dimly lit décor and await my smoked salmon, cheese and tomato croissant, mocha frappe and his flat white and shortbread. Divine. After work we walked around the CBD, checked out shops as they closed (funnily in Brisbane all the malls seem to be in the same vicinity and kind of melt into each other. Brisbane arcade > wintergarden mall > queen st mall > myer centre). We walked past the huge shop fronts of designer brands on Edward st, skinny models selling Louis Vuitton and Chanel through to the bargain shop with enticing kangaroo and koala slippers. The whole time I was convincing the hubby of the merits of Rush and eventually we wound back to Queen st and made our way to Rush. We got there at 7. Ordered at 7:15 (service was slow) and the food came out at 7:45 after a few hiccups. Turns out the barramundi cakes were made of risotto that had alcohol and the eye fillet came with beetroot pickle stewed in red wine vinegar. Omitting those, we had the calamari and the chicken skewers as entrees and he had the angel hair pasta with tiger prawns while I had the eye fillet minus the beetroot. Delish! The portions were smaller than those at Ahmets but just as nice. Another day done we headed back to the hotel amidst a bustling city nightlife (but not before I checked into san churros on FB and got 3 free churros). It seemed that Brisbane liked to sleep on a Sunday night but was more than happy to party out on weeknights.

Wednesday saw a break in the foodfest as I had leftover churros for breakfast and walked off all I ate with a long walk at Roma parklands (replete with fountains and waterfalls) on my way to work. For Lunch I had Bing Boys Salmon Wrap and I was mesmerised by their production line as were the 15 other people waiting with me. for 9.80 you get a substantial lunch but be prepared for a min 15 min wait. After work I went to the George st end of Queen st mall and caught the tail end of the street market that runs from 10am-6pm. People were packing up fresh fruit and veggies, breads, arts and crafts. It was amazing. I loved that it was so city central and weekly. If I lived in Brisbane I would definitely shop there and eat organic. That night I had a yoghurt for dinner and a long walk at Southbank again. The hubby had mixed seafood noodles at Viet de Lites and I had the prawn rice paper rolls he ordered but couldn’t finish. This time we walked back to traders through Queen st and came across Juice oasis. A small stall with a long line selling fresh juice. At 6.50 for a large juice it wasn’t cheap but the spinach, kale, mint and apple juice I got for breakfast the next morning was amazing. Again – I was surprised by just how many people were in the city on a weeknight and how much light was available. I felt very safe and the people were very nice. Most (all) kebab places had halal signs, most indian stores had halal signs, the gelatissimo place and a nice dessert place called Passion tree both whipped out ingredient lists for me to inspect and general I was having a food-gasm.

Thursday was a busy day at work which meant Indian take away from the post office square food court (halal and cheap. $11 for a 2 meat and rice combo). The husband had a seafood basket from room Service for dinner and I was surprised at the amount of food for 20$. We went off to Southbank again and sat with our feet in the water at Streets beach and watched people walk past, listened to the jazz music coming from the beer garden nearby and caught glimpses of the mass yoga session that was taking place at the Griffith uni conservatorium. All in all it was a busy night on Southbank and we enjoyed the cool weather and the bright lights. Streets beach comes highly recommended from me. I like how clean it is. People don’t abuse the privilege.  On our way back we wandered into Forever 21 (I think it was opening night) and I bought some jewellery for the sisters and self which were surprisingly cheap (update: my necklace has since broken without me ever getting to wear it – cheap has its downsides).

Friday was our last day at Traders and we finished with an early dinner at ‘Oriental corner’ a small unassuming place I had spied on my way back to the hotel from work the last couple of days. For $9.60 we had AMAZING mixed seafood noodles/rice. Just proves that one should not be fooled by dodgy looking exteriors (who remember the weird fake grape bunches adorning the ceiling at silk road near UTS and how AMAZING their dumplings were?). We then carted ourselves off to Kangaroo point to our new hotel – The point Hotel. We took a taxi because lugging luggage across the higgledy piggledy foothpaths of the CBD and on a ferry did not seem appealing and it cost $15 in peak hour traffic which was pretty good. (ferry would have been free if city hopper or $6.10pp on city cat).

Saturday morning was a buffet breakfast at the hotel (again no halal meat and no juicer) which had hash browns overcooked till crispy with no potato taste but nice pancakes and loads of fruits and fresh yoghurt. We decided to catch the bus to the city and then change in the city for another bus to Mt Cootha. After waiting an hour for a bus that never came and getting severely sunburnt on my feet we managed to catch the next bus into the city and then again waited 30 min for a bus that never came. The hubby called the bus service to find out where the bus was only to be told the glaringly obvious, ‘you either just missed it or it hasn’t come yet. This was when I spied a small store called ‘Noosa Chocolate factory’ opposite the road (on Adelaide st) and went in to buy a drink. Wow. Amazing array of chocolates. Anyway We gave up and went to Myer and I got scored a very pretty Piper dress for $56 down from $130. Seeing the dangerous potential of me at the myer mid season sale, the hubby quickly rushed me back to the bus stop to catch the next bus to Mount Cootha. 30 min and several stops later we were at the summit with a breathtaking view. The hubby had salmon for lunch which I had a bite of and we watched kookaburras and magpies swoop peoples food till the city hopper bus came along. For $35 (adult) and $22 (interstate concession accepted as its a private bus but not on state transport) we got on only to get off at the Botanic Gardens and the planetarium and that was a good call. A good few hours later we got back on the bus for a 2 hour tour of all the major sight seeing points in Brisbane. We got lucky with a old driver in a great chatty mood who gave a non stop running commentary of historical sights mixed with personal stories, Brisbane gossip and politics interludes which made the whole trip so much more enjoyable. I highly recommend this. We finally got off at Southbank and walked through the collective markets to admire the amazing handicrafts and I had an arancini ball from Prestos halal pizza and pasta that was not very good while the hubby had a calzone that didn’t sit well with him either. We took a break at streets beach again before the hubby decided he wanted some Bengali food. With 7% on my phone and his totally dead, we looked up a place called ‘Bengal restaurant’ called them up and got directions (short walk10 min) and ended up walking the 20 min to find this small place tucked into a main road.

By this time my phone was dead and never ever had a regretted this more. This restaurant was amazing. From the eclectic décor to the quirky dress sense of the head chef to the fact that the restaurant was in fact a Bangladeshi restaurant with Bengali owner and staff AND cuisine and not ‘indian’ – this was an experience rife with Kodak moments. But alas all I could do was stare in wonder while we waited for the chef to bring out his recommended dish goat curry, makha dal and salad. And boy – for the first time ever I felt like I was eating my mums home cooked meal outside. No one cooks as good as my mum but this guy… wow. After licking our fingers, lamenting our dead phones and staring in wonder we got vague directions back to our hotel and walked the good 40 min to it – stopping every so often to as a very nice stranger for directions – every single one of whom looked on their phones. Oh technology.

Sunday – our last day in Brisbane started with a good breakfast and then a ride on the free city hopper ferry (the red one) which did a loop of Sydney st, kangaroo point, southbank and north quay). From Sydney st we walked to new farm (saving $12 for one stop ferry ride on the city cat from syd st to new farm) and then walked through new farm park and its rose gardens (turn around and look up for a gorgeous view of the city skyline through the jacaranda trees) and ended up at powerhouse. Its a old weird building with equally weird art inside that we couldn’t make head or tail of so we went to the ferry dock and took a ferry back to Kangaroo point and then headed back to the airport.

All in all Brisbane is a cute, quirky, fun city with AMAZING food. There is a lot to see and do and the people are very nice. It’s hot and humid and you will have to walk ALOT but it was a great experience. I hope to go again soon!






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Eating Halal

Seen the adverts for Today Tonight? This evening they will be airing a story about halal chicken being sold in supermarkets. In a ten second advert we heard such phrases as “bizarre religious rituals” and “the Islam-isation of Australia”.

Didn’t they run a similar story last year? Yes. What did they say? “ordinary Australians” are being fed halal products without even knowing it. Oh My! Really? Did you ever wonder what Halal even means? Why is it such a ‘bad’ thing? Or , if you really want to know what you’re eating then check the ingredients!

According to our ‘lovely’ and ‘objective’ and ‘morally upstanding’ media, this is a symptom of the on-going “Islam-isation of Australia” (whatever that actually means) BUT don’t you think that the main reason companies such as Baida have worked to get halal certification is purely because of the EXPORT possibilities that this opens up? Muslims in Australia are a minority and not exactly high on the list of priorities for most food producers…but the $$$ they can earn exporting their product to UAE, etc must be very tempting.

Last year Mrs Macs and Four & Twenty announced their new halal pies and sausage rolls? Has anyone actually seen these for sale in your local Woolies? Nope, because they’re being exported. Seems to me that the main driver for companies such as these guys to go halal is NOT Islam and it’s not Muslims in Australia….it’s export dollars that drives them.

We get the side benefit of having more halal products more easily accessible to us and while that means Australian Muslims are happy, it doesn’t mean Non-muslims are forced to eat halal meat or that halal meat is in any way offensive or harmful. But the today tonight types will never mention that aspect. They’ll just say that aussies are being forced to eat halal food and that Australia is being islam-acised – 100% fear-mongering and 0% actual facts.

                       – Article idea and main points courtesy of Is

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