La Delizia: My Story (sort of)

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. La Delizia: My Story (sort of) Every year, around Christmas, I make panforte. In a bowl I stir together flour; cocoa powder; toasted almonds, walnuts, and macadamias; nutmeg; cinnamon; ginger; chilli powder; and pepper. Then in one pan I melt chocolate, while in another I make syrup from…

AWHN VIDA Blog: Translating gender (troubles)

From the Australian Women’s History Network VIDA Blog. This post is a summary of my article published by Liltith Journal last year. Translating Gender (Troubles) In feminist thought, we must always question our underlying assumptions: where they have come from and how they have developed. The prevailing narrative in academic feminist literature regarding Simone de…

A Rude Awakening: My Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. A Rude Awakening: My Story I have never been good with numbers. Maths; yes, but numbers as entities do not stick in my head. They float away before I can grasp them, and become muddled. When I used to work at the restaurant, closing the till on…

Horror Show: My Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. Horror Show: My Story Growing up in Perth, one of my favourite times of year was when the Royal Show came to town. Traditionally a time for farmers to meet and sell their wares and animals, the Show has since evolved into a week-long carnival where city-folk…

An Eye For An Eye: My Uncle’s Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. An Eye For An Eye: My Uncle’s Story Across my uncle’s three-decade career as an academic, he has supervised many a graduate student. Some of these students he has kept in touch with after they have graduated and gone on to do other things. Sometimes these students…

Better Than Chocolates

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. Better Than Chocolates Just a short post from me today. Last year my uncle headed over to San Francisco for work and opted to stay in a small B&B-style place at the Grant St entrance to Chinatown. His email to me from his trip reads: “Each night…

Mikri or: How My Mother Learned to Like Cats

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. Mikri or: How My Mother Learned to Like Cats My mother never really liked cats. She would never have said that she hated them, but – being a dog person – she would turn her nose up at even the idea or mention of a feline. It…

An Australian Diner in Paris: My Mother’s Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. An Australian Diner in Paris: My Mother’s Story While my mother’s approach to travel was an open-ended one-way trip to London, my uncle’s was to remain based in Perth – where he was gainfully employed as an academic – and take short trips to new destinations each…

Walking the Great Wall: My Uncle’s Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. Walking the Great Wall: My Uncle’s Story When China opened its borders to the west in the early 1980s, my uncle packed his bags and headed over. Now a somewhat older and more experienced traveler, he delighted in the oddity he presented to the locals as a foreigner.…

Once Upon A Time In Munich: My Mother’s Story

This post was originally published on my City Sampler blog. Once Upon A Time In Munich: My Mother’s Story As a 1970s traveller, my mother spent most of her time in campsites around Europe, and a combi van was her and her friends’ preferred mode of transport. This sounds like it would have been all very fun…