Yesterday M, Helen the Unbeliever and I dug up the potato bed and towers and unearthed the booty… Greek Helen has been very pessimistic about the fate of the potatoes. And apparently her husband’s friend has also been over, shaking his head at the slug-eaten leaves and absence of flowers and pronounced that no potatoes [...]
Every tried kale chips? You really should give them a shot… I was chatting potato slugs and kale aphids with a real urban hippie friend last week and she asked if I’d ever tried kale chips. I haven’t, and in fact I’d never heard of it, but we do have lots of kale (if aphid [...]
Are there more urban chooks? Is it something that’s on the rise as urban hippiedom grows and grows? After yesterday’s post I was chatting to someone about their garden and she told me she’d also built a chook palace. Wow! I have yet to snap the chook palace up at the Camperdown cemetary that’s been [...]
On Saturday, 15 neighbours – including four boys under five - gathered to grow the size of the verge garden two-fold, just in time for spring. Some of you may have read that one of my first post-work projects was to start the community garden out on the verge. I had no idea how much [...]
I’ve just signed up to receive Foodie News from Crave, the Sydney Food Festival on here in Sydney from October 1. I was inspired after reading about chef Rene Redzepi’s visit to Sydney to launch the festival, and his focus on local produce to create modern Nordic cuisine. (And apparently his restaurant Noma, has topped [...]
Dogs are like children caught with their hands in the cookie jar, says an article in New Scientist. According to research done by Shannon Kundey and colleagues at Hood College in Frederick, Maryland, dogs – like children – also steal food quietly to make sure they don’t get caught. The researchers gave 40 dogs, previously [...]
When my lovely partner M the homecook hero, began baking sourdough at home, I was delirious. (And from that point, our home was urban hippie central. They’re his hands on the left with the inaugural loaves.) Alas, when I began cracking the whip so that he’d being cranking up the work-pace – just because I [...]
As a 40-something ex-corporate marketer I've had the urge to blog about my new 'designed life'. My first post-work project was a community verge garden round the corner. I followed it up with felting. By hand. (Yep, true story.) It wasn't until my partner starting growing a sourdough starter and baking bread that I realised we'd become urban hippies...