The Wandering Palates Melbourne correspondent, Andrew Jenkins (Jenks), espouses the virtues of artisan baked bread and has a sourdough story of his own Read More >
Dexter is the eponymous label of Tod and Debbie Dexter, based at Merricks North on the Mornington Peninsula. The vineyard was established in 1987. Now just over 7 hectares, it’s planted to Chardonnay and Pinot noir in roughly equal proportions. The vine age for the Chardonnay averages 20 years and the Pinot 15 years. Read More >
I’m not easily persuaded by the marketing department, but when I saw the Route du Van label, I had to try the wines. There is even a fuel gauge on top of the screwcap showing a full tank. Handy. Read More >
Not sure where to start with this article, given it’s about 10 years overdue! Actually, I had begun a piece on their outstanding cellar door restaurant and contemporary art museum, which we went to last year and had a fabulous lunch; but a computer meltdown erased both prose and pictures, which is killing me. Read More >
There is a Tsunami of Sauvignon Blanc in the Australian marketplace, and an awful lot of what is available gives the grape a bad name. Thin, weedy wines, where vague fruit and harsh acid bifurcate on entry, leaving the fruit wandering about aimlessly, while the acid separately hits the middle of the chest like a liquid heart attack. Read More >
Our intrepid, lionhearted gastronome, Matthew Wilson, finds congenial compotation and wholesome classic French cooking suits – Suits. Read More >
In the world of cookbooks, or perhaps it should be universe with new galaxy’s being discovered every day, how does one arrive at the ‘Cookbook of the Year’?
Domiciled for Christmas festivities, no sooner had the turkey digested The Wandering Palate was in peripatetic mode, Melbourne bound and yearning for a food fix.
Alas, we forgot about the great Australian shutdown with practically every decent restaurant in Melbourne closed for an extended holiday over Christmas and New Year. Read More >
Domiciled for Christmas festivities, no sooner had the turkey digested The Wandering Palate was in peripatetic mode, Melbourne bound and yearning for a food fix. Read More >
Domiciled for Christmas festivities, no sooner had the turkey digested The Wandering Palate was in peripatetic mode, Melbourne bound and yearning for a food fix. Read More >