Are they going ''surfing'' again?

I went surfing for the first time two years ago. And when I say surfing, I mean, flailing around on a board in the water.

I absolutely loved. And try to go as often as possible, which at times isn't all that often when it's an hour and a half drive from Melbourne to the coast.

But boy is it worth the trip. Not just for the sound of waves lapping on the sand and the sight of the sun sparkling off the ocean either. But also for lunch.

My surf-buddy and I make a habit of stopping at the Star Bakery in Barwon Heads, because it has the best goddam foccacia I've ever had: fetta, amazing pesto, sundried tomato and spinach sandwiched between a tasty, seedy bread. Mmmmm. It looks like this:

It's so good that sometimes we aren't even disappointed when the surf is crap. While the waves aren't there, there's always food.