The longer you spend with me, the more you’ll hear the words “romantic” and “nostalgic.” They’re my Northern Stars of decision making so, really, how could I not go to Hobart?

Snow Capped Streets Hobart

I spent between 90% and 95% of the trip thinking about food (as you do) and much eating was undertaken… stand outs for me though had to be the beautiful Tricycle Cafe on Salamanca Place (I’ll be friends with anyone who serves tea like this) and Garagistes Restaurant – home to an utterly world class degustation menu with matching saké.

Tea Service Tricycle Cafe Hobart

And a very special mention goes to this beautiful selection of buttery goodness which I discovered on the ferry over to the Museum of Old and New Art.

It was a tough ask but the museum did manage to top the ferry ride….

The pièce de résistance for me had to be the Saturday morning Salamanca market though. Meeting so many skilled craftsmen and passionate producers in the one place is a bit like a foodie Disneyland.

Once they stow their wares and move on you could cut the serenity with a knife… until next Saturday….

I can’t wait to go back. I’m sure there are many gems I’ve missed and I remain, as always, open to suggestions.

**No advertising dollars were harmed in the making of this blog post. It’s just a little diary of things I’ve enjoyed.