As this post goes to air (thank you Mr. Scheduler), I am sunning myself on the most gorgeous caldera in the world ~ Santorini. I’m probably having the time of my life, but this time last week I was most definitely not having the time of my life.
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I was 12 years old, in Year 7 at Craigslea Primary School on Brisbane’s north side. I hadn’t really come into my own yet and was a painfully shy, timid, quiet (I know it seems impossible, but I once was very shy, very timid and remarkably quiet. Lord knows what happened) and ridiculously nerdy girl (this bit hasn’t changed). 
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When asking about where to get good steak in London, one is often provided with the same ol’ ~ The Hawksmoor, Goodman, Le Relais de Venise, Santa Maria del Sur, Bountiful Cow and errr… Gaucho… and maybe one or two more. Some of these are good, some not so good and mostly very meh, but no one in all of the genius of the twitterati or the food bloggersphere had ever ever suggested Sophie’s Steakhouse to me before. I mean, I had to be brought there by a civilian. Hehe, I love the term civilian. Makes me feel like a secret service food blogger spy
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… but I never thought it would be in a toilet. Check out the wall of quotes when you hit Mooli’s next, I’m published! (ok, I’m gonna slap myself back into reality now). ps. have you checked out my video with the boys from Mooli’s?
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