IT'S GOOD TO SEE A PROJECT you have worked on come to fruition. That was the feeling as Kogarah City Council's Mayor, General Manager and other staff and gardeners officially opened the Carrs Park Community Garden. Faith Thomas and I started work on the project a little over a year ago...
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AROUND A DOZEN PEOPLE are walking the long, straight footway through Hyde Park where the lines of overaching native figs form a vegetative tunnel. They enter Macquarie Street and make their way to an old sandstone building with a long verandah. Here, they are to hand over the state’s first Declaration on Food...
Read MoreONE DAY IT WAS A DINGY LANE taking the curious from Broadway to Chippendale. Next day it was a food fair, offering the curious a glimpse of the emerging local food culture that is starting to bloom in Sydney.
Read MoreIn this 1999 article, Fiona Campbell describes the process of designing, constructing and planting her home garden not far from the shores of Botany Bay...
Read MoreAs a pumpkin drops a seed that springs to life when the time is right, or perhaps in the manner of rabbits, Food Connect is reproducing itself, virally...
Read MoreJAMES BOYCE’S BOOK, Van Diemens Land, is a tale of how geography and environment can influence culture.
Read MoreA FRIEND OF MINE now avoids the popular practice of taking a break or meeting friends in cafes. It’s not that she has suddenly become anti-social or that she has taken a dislike to our national beverage, coffee. It’s just that she finds cafes and coffee bars to be too… well… too noisy.
Read MoreTHEY CAME FROM COUNCILS and health services, NGOs and universities, farms and government… and they filled the NSW Parliament House theatre to capacity. This was no convention of the curious. It was the launch event for the Sydney Food Fairness Alliance’s (SFFA) drive to develop a food policy for NSW.
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I’ve just finished reading William Gibson’s Spook Country, his most recent novel. Having now put it aside, I guess I’m trying to gather some thoughts about it.
Read MoreIT WAS LATE on a cold Friday evening when I dropped into Desire bookshop. Cars’ headlights had been turned on and clusters of commuters, hands thrust deep into pockets and heads bowed, scurried homeward along the Corso from the ferry wharf. The day was drawing to a close and a chilling wind was blowing in […]
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