Let’s Talk About Charlie’s

Out and About

My favourite place to go at the moment is without a doubt Charlie’s Fruit Market in Everton Park. Charlie’s is not just any old fruit market, it is home to not only a whole bunch of fresh and organic fruit and vegetables, it also houses Charlie’s Superfood Vegan Bar, hallelujah! Why do I love Charlie’s so much you ask? Just take a look at this baby… and my dog Tedi he’s good looking too.


This was the Superfood Acai Bowl jam packed and stacked with all kinds of fruit, coconut and seedy clusters. This was my first taste of the Charlie’s goodness and I was converted.

Since I went there about 2 weeks ago I have not been able to stop thinking about going back and trying something else. Whenever I go anywhere I think to myself oh I should go to Charlie’s on the way, even if it’s 5 minute drive to a friend’s house.

At this point whenever I begin to become this obsessed with a food, I think to myself ‘perhaps I should stop, this can’t be healthy’ but that’s the thing about Charlie’s, it is healthy. All of their ingredients are organic, vegan and dairy free with enormous amounts of nutrients and way more than your two and five serves of fruit or veg a day giving you lots of energy and general happiness at how good it tastes.

After many days of heavy superfood craving, I finally made it back and got a Green Machine smoothie and good lord it was superb. With kale, mango, coconut milk, coconut, mint and an extra banana added by me, this smoothie was fabulous and made me feel healthy and satisfied. My dear friend, Grace had the Choc Bananarama and said it was 10 out 10 for sure.


All the ingredients are good quality so the prices are reasonable if you ask me but could be considered a bit heavy. They also have a range of raw sweets and treats with vegan, dairy free, gluten free and paleo options available as well.

Charlie’s Fruit Market is like my little pocket of health heaven in Everton Park. Acai bowls, smoothies, raw treats and juices. Hallellujah!

Next up for me from Charlie’s is the Mango Bowl. I’ll let you know how it goes. I’m pretty sure these guys can’t really get it wrong though.


Chilli Cheese Fries of the Underground

Out and About


When my friend told me the address of The Walrus Club, I said to myself ‘oh that’s the same address as the Regatta Hotel. How strange.’ Silly, old, untrendy me. The Walrus Club is an underground bar.

It was hip and crafty and windowless, just like an underground bar should be (not that I had ever been to one before so how would I know?).

It was also an alcohol connoisseur’s heaven. There was at least 30 different types of every spirit and all of their beers and ciders were on tap and simply satisfying (their on tap Peroni was my favourite for the night for sure). My friend and I were lucky enough to be mistaken as engaged and were treated to some Venezuelan rum from a random and a little bit strange but generous man and his sister (obviously we let them know that we were only 19 and definitely not getting married but they didn’t mind apparently. Venezuelan rum all around!)  The bar men were super friendly as well and gave you taste testers of their special stuff if you asked them nicely 🙂

Next it was on to the food. Always the first thing on my mind whenever I go anywhere of course but when life gives on tap beer and Venezuelan rum one can forget about the important stuff. That’s where the Walrus Bar’s newly beloved thick cut chips and chilli con carne with cheese, sour cream and chives came in. You’d think it was the lighting underground that would make it difficult to get a good food shot while you’re out with your friends but no, it’s your friends themselves! Many a hand had to be swiped away in order to be able to get a photo of the glorious chilli con carne soaked chips.

I mean, look at this one closing in on that sour cream. Despicable. But understandable.


With talented live musicians, delightful nooks and crannies to keep you entertained all night and super cool, old-fashioned decor, The Walrus Club was a winner for my friends and I. So much so, that we soaked up the atmosphere until it was time to start singing ‘Closing Time’ by Semisonic like the classic, young, university students we are. Just kidding. But we were definitely told that it was closing time… one last call for alcohol…so finish your Venezuelan rum or beer. Okay I’ll stop.

The Walrus Club. Check it out.

For the love of bruschetta… and breakfast

Out and About, The Daily Feeds

“What should I have this time?” I thought out loud as we pulled up in front of Kafe Krave in Windsor yesterday for a Wednesday morning feed. A laugh in my face and an “Oh yeah I wonder what you’ll get.” was the sarcastic response I got from Jack.

“Hey now, maybe I’ll get something different this time!”

“Yeah and it’s raining today” (It was a fabulously sunny day).

“Okay, oh man… Yeah. You’re right. I’ll probably get the breakfast bruschetta again.”

And I did.

And it was delicious as always, of course.

Breakfast bruschetta is something I simply cannot resist.

It just makes a very happy coco. A tomato, onion, sourdough, avocado, egg and haloumi filled coco.


Kafe Krave does it well. They give you HUGE pieces of sourdough and cover them in fresh tomato, Spanish onion and olive oil. Then, they lob a chunk of some the greenest, ripest avocados I’ve seen and top it off with cracked pepper. A feast in itself. I was after an even more breakfast-like-bruschetta yesterday so I added haloumi and poached eggs. A good, good choice. The eggs were perfectly cooked and the haloumi was stacked tall and wide.

Jack ordered classic crispy bacon and poached eggs with a roasted tomato (which, may I point out, he ordered last time as well hmmmmm).

With flat whites and chocolate milkshakes all round, I’d say we had a pretty damn good start to our hump day.

Holla at me if you know any places in Brisbane with breakfast bruschetta. I’m on the hunt for the best.