
Growing Up Without ‘Foodie Parents’ – And How I Taught Myself Taste
I sat by the window at Lola’s Cafe in Holland

I sat by the window at Lola’s Cafe in Holland

For years, my definition of a good meal was dictated

I sat at the tasting counter at Cloudstreet on Amoy

I remember sitting at the counter at Le Bon Funk

There’s a certain kind of awareness that comes with sitting

There’s a very specific kind of silence that hits when