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Kimme Restaurant – Modern Korean Cuisines by Chef Sun Kim

Being opened for some time, Kimme Restaurant serves up modern Korean cuisine based on traditional recipes. The place was packed when we visited. There was clearly no case of any virus fear anymore. And given the high turnover in the F&B industry in recent years, it remains quite a feat that Kimme still pulled the heartstrings of its diners

Irish Oysters, Ponzu, Pomelo $32 (Half Doz)

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Let’s see if I can give you a brief introduction to me. Ok I lied. I don't do brief so maybe go get a snack or something.

 I recently became a member of the 30′s club and I fucking love it… mostly. I pretty much did my 20′s back to front. From my late teenage years till 25 I had 2 long term relationships and was a total nanna. When I broke up with the last bf, I learnt how to live. Since then all I have done is travel, work to support my travelling habits, and booze while travelling and working. 

I spent a majority of the last 5 years living and working in a remote dust bowl town in the the stinking heat of WA’s north where I met my best friend and the love of my life. Oh no they’re not 2 separate people. Shan is both my lover and my bff. But in a non lesbian way. We’re pretty straight. Most the time. We’re like peas and carrots.

I live in a big ole share house of 6. Sounds hectic but it’s really not. Along with though house of 6 (7 when I first move in), comes a rather weaved, intertwined, insestual but not in the literal sense, group of people that you can't help but get drawn into. If you here me refer to the House of Tennyson. This is my humble abode. If you hear me talk about folks or friends of Tennyson, then I’m referring to previous housemates, friends of a friends or just someone that is in some way related to the House of Tennyson or people that have lived in the House of Tennyson. Clear as mud? Perfect!

To get you a little more virtually acquainted with me and how I came to live at the House of Tennyson, lets rewind to Februaury this year. I was living in little old laid back Perth WA. Recently labelled as one of the most boring cities in the world. Harsh but probably true. I had been reaping the benefits of working in mining construction in the north of WA but given that I’ve lived on the east coast twice before, I always new I would come back and settle over this way. Didn’t think it would be Melbourne but I think my heart and soul chose my home and my head was just like bitch you is on crack but ok I’ll go!

Before I delve into the girth of this here pilot blog, let me also just point out that I love referring to myself as a hippy - in the sense that I'm super spiritual (not religious, lets not confuse the 2). So when I go off on these righteous rants about reincarnation and souls, just go ‘Ahh, I get it. Lavender Oil!’ I'm a firm believer of trusting that you are right where you are meant to be at any given time in the universe. No matter how perfect or imperfect your present situation is. There is always a reason, a lesson, a purpose. Now when my contract on my job ended, I was cashed up and ready to head to the big smoke of the east coast - the Melbourne one.