![<i>Bill Fish Cafe</i>, Westhaven](/pf/resources/images/placeholders/placeholder_l.png?d=795)
<i>Bill Fish Cafe</i>, Westhaven
Fish is the name of the game at a waterfront eatery where the menu, though simple, proves well done.
Fish is the name of the game at a waterfront eatery where the menu, though simple, proves well done.
Martha Wainwright describes her look as "ageless" - she is poised on the stage dressed like a school-girl with hair all wispy like her grandmother's.
The Grassroots festival, due to take place over Easter at Puhinui Reserve has been cancelled.
Every summer for 10 years I have spent a week with a bunch of about 100 men in a bush camp up north.
Maguy Marin's landmark work, celebrating 30 feted years of continuous performance, begins with the sculptured forms of its ten dancers, posed in dusty alabaster-like desertion.
My Wedding and Other Secrets> is the second time Auckland director Roseanne Liang has put her married life on screen. This time though it's in a cross-cultural romantic comedy that has local box office hit written all over it.
Here's more to add to your gig diary - though you'd be in a fairly unique demographic if you were after tickets to all of this lot.
A Westmere couple decided to expand on a theme rather than change their bungalow's character.
Punters dressed in their finest let out squeals of joy and groans of frustration at the annual Auckland Cup Day at Ellerslie yesterday.
These cute T-shirts are a collaboration between fashion label Huffer and local charity Paw Justice.
They may have swept us away with Handel and Purcell last week, but Lautten Compagney's Tuesday cocktail of Merula and Glass was altogether less enticing.
If the young talent rising in the food ranks is anything to go by, our restaurant scene is about to get a whole lot more exciting. Viva's restaurant reviewer talks to three chefs ready to shake things up.
The Palace Hotel was moving by up to 5mm an hour towards the street when the decision was made to knock it down, the Auckland Council said today.
Cheese, yoghurt, icecream ... nature's white gold is a star in the kitchen.
The stage is dark with just the faint gleam of drum kit, sita, cello, violin and four seated musicians.
When the Basement theatre is packed out at 10pm on a Monday night for a local production based on a 19th century novella by Henry James, I think it is safe to say the Auckland Fringe Festival and the Auckland Arts Festival are going off.