Thank you for reminding me that the middle movie exists (growing up in New Zealand, my sister and I knew the film as The Hairy Bird, and I can’t bring myself to call it anything else). I had a vhs of it that was taped from a TV airing and I think we wore it out from rewatches. It’s SO GOOD, and even made me see my…

Eh. If it tastes good to you with ice, then it tastes good! It’s not even that weird. Here in Germany, watered down wine is pretty common -a pretty popular summer drink is weinschorle, aka wine with sparking water. It’s tangy, refreshing, and the perfect choice for a sunny afternoon.

Yes, green tomato pie is banging! I had a bunch of home grown tomatoes that weren't going to ripen last summer. They were a little small to fry, so I made pie with just the tomatoes. Even though I made it, and I knew it was tomatoes, it tasted like apple pie. It was uncanny!

Hey, if it’s good enough for Hillary Swank...

Still better than my effort. When I was nearly three, Mum asked me what we should call my new baby sister. I suggested the two best words I knew - wanted to call the poor girl Parsley Wardrobe! They went with Anna.

Looking forward to this - especially if the cops keep giving a performance that seems at least a little inspired by this NZ national treasure: 

Granted, as a New Zealander who lives in Germany, I’ve only ever tasted pumpkin pie that I made myself. And I feel a bit weird about tooting my own horn like this but hoooooooo boy, it is delicious! Flaky, buttery crust (based off a recipe given to me in a Jez comments section no less), filled with silky, spicy, sweet…

You need more stars for noticing that.

Oh Selasi! Rhik Sammader wrote a great article about cooking with him - required reading for all Selasi fans: https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2016/nov/30/selasi-great-british-bake-off-christmas-recipes

Growing up in NZ I always heard: Jingle bells/Batman smells/Robin laid an egg/Wonder Woman lost her bosom/on the motorway - HEY!

It wasn’t NYC, but here in Berlin we had a guy who would roam around train stations setting fire to women’s hair. I think I’d trade him for Poop Santa... 

That poor, poor woman. Her and her freinds and family have my sympathy.

It’s a strange feeling to discover I’m not alone with the low-grade anxiety of this happening. It happened here in Berlin (Germany) a few months back - a mentally ill man wasn’t getting the care he needed, and so he pushed a random stranger under…

You are doing the lord’s work with those links. There go any plans I had for a productive Saturday

Don’t tell them about the sheep, they’ll think we are baabarians

My mum said I could name my new baby sister and 2 year old me wanted to call her ‘Parsley Wardrobe’. I got overruled on that one!

florals AND pockets, it’s all my favourite things in one!

That looks like a Lindy Bop Garden Print dress (forget Twitter, I go for stalking 50s style dresses in eye popping florals, particularly if those dresses have pockets!). Anyway, it’s this print I think http://www.lindybop.co.uk/dresses-c1/swi…

Well the no-means-no part of this is SOLELY overdue. I live in Germany and have dealt with being groped in public (and I was furious when I found out that the (white) guy who grabbed my boobs in the street despite my protests was not really doing anything legally wrong.)

Only in some countries. I got up to the second to last episode of season 2 before they started being diligent about blocked proxies - and there was no other way to see it here in Germany. I’m so excited that I can now finish my rewatch!

I’m from New Zealand, so the thing that bothers me the most is that we just don’t exist in many movies. Whenever the action cuts to a world map (our heroes are being invaded, or there’s a news bulletin, or etc etc) NZ has magically vanished. As a nation, we’re a little salty... http://worldmapswithout.nz