I’ve been having a little love affair with Wellington recently. A stark contrast to after i graduated from vic nine years ago and I couldn't wait to get on a plane. I came back after five years away thinking I’d probably move to Auckland... Because, you know, I’d had a taste of ‘big city life’ overseas and Wellington felt a little too dinky. i could remember walking down Cuba Street and knowing pretty much everyone and it was at a ratio of 5:3 - people you wanted to see and people you didn’t want to see. Although maybe that says more about me than it does this city!
When I first met Anton Legg it was just a few days after he had severed his little finger, had it sewn back on and was back in the kitchen. He was a semi-finalist for the Monteith's Beer and Wild Food Challenge after all, and had work to do. That pretty much sums this guy up perfectly.