My green fish curry served with Jasmine rice, coriander leaves and fried shallot is a solid favourite for me as the weather begins to cool. It is very simple dish to cook that delivers a wallop of flavour. I make my own curry pastes and keep an ample supply stored in my freezer, but if thats too hard you could just as easily use your pick of store bought pastes.

A family favourite, these skewers were always a popular menu item on new year’s day. When our children were small we found it too hard to party all night to see in the new year, so instead we celebrated with a bbq with good friends on new years day!

My husband Paul grew up eating fresh caught and cooked school prawns. Although they are laborious to peel, he has now convinced me that they are the sweetest and tastiest prawns you can eat. This salad was inspired by a kilo of ‘as fresh as you’ll find’ school prawns, that we were fortunate enough to purchase from a local fisherman just cooking his morning’s catch on the shores of Lake Macquarie last summer. This makes a perfect Christmas Day dish!

Discovering, gathering, shucking, preparing and devouring our own oysters from Tasmania’s pristine waters off the coast of Bruny Island will always remain a happy memory. In my experience you are either an oyster fan or you are not, and for those who enjoy oysters you’ll love these combinations.

Fish tacos are such a simple and healthy way to enjoy fresh fish and combined with a refreshing pineapple salsa and creamy lime mayonnaise, these are hard to beat.

Mr G caught flathead in numerous places on our road trip adventures - we were flat-out eating flathead. We stayed with friends on the East Coast of Tasmania, who when they aren’t feeding their sheep escape to ‘the shack’ at Coles Bay to catch flathead by the boat-full and cook them up in a crispy batter for breakfast. 

Back at the farm house kitchen, our evening began with a cheese board and local wine, along with a starter of mussels cooked in tomatoes, garlic, white wine and parsley, with fresh bread for dipping. This was just the beginning of our feasting.