I got all inspired by the food we ate in the Blue Mountains, and not just because of the kilogram I (unexpectedly) lost!
What kind of fool visits the Blue Mountains in the middle of winter and doesn’t take gloves or a hat? A fool like me! We whisked our daughter away for a mid-VCE break and found ourselves shivering in icy winds. Luckily there were roaring open fires and lots of delicious food to keep us warm.