From $4 Billion Finance Projects to a Mullet and a Mission

If you told my boardroom colleagues I’d trade spreadsheets for saltbush, or a $4 billion finance project for a food tour featuring green ants… they’d laugh. Or cry. Maybe both. But that’s exactly what I did. I swapped tailored suits for a mullet and a mission to put native Australian food on the map, one bite at a time. It’s weird, it’s wild, and it’s wildly more fulfilling than anything I ever did in corporate life.
Table of Contents
- The $4 Billion Life (And Why I Left It)
- From Deadlines to Deadly Bush Food
- Yes, I Have a Mullet. No, It’s Not a Gimmick.
- The Mission: Save Aussie Food From Being Forgotten
- Harder Than Finance: Building a Food Tour From Scratch
- From Boardrooms to Bush Walks (And Guest Tears)
- Why This Matters: It’s Culture, Not Just Cuisine
- Conclusion: Swapping Suits for Saltbush Was the Best Call I Ever Made
The $4 Billion Life (And Why I Left It)
For over two decades, I helped manage high-stakes projects budgets in the billions, pressure at boiling point. I was the CFO, the numbers guy, the calm in chaos. But beneath the surface, I was starved. Not for food though the boardroom sandwiches were criminal—but for meaning. I was getting paid a fortune… and losing my soul one bland bite at a time.
From Deadlines to Deadly Bush Food
One day, I cracked. I was watching a family of tourists eat at an airport food court and thought: They flew 15 hours for this? That moment lit a fire. I started digging into native ingredients finger lime, wattleseed, pepperberry and realised even I had barely scratched the surface of real Australian cuisine. That’s when I left finance and got my hands dirty.
Yes, I Have a Mullet. No, It’s Not a Gimmick.
The mullet came post-resignation. Not because I needed attention, but because I needed to unlearn corporate polish. Turns out, you don’t need cufflinks to connect. You need honesty, grit, and a bit of humour. The mullet’s a symbol of freedom, rebellion, and giving fewer hoots about LinkedIn likes.
The Mission: Save Aussie Food From Being Forgotten
I launched tours not just to feed people, but to wake them up. Australia has some of the oldest, most powerful ingredients on earth—but most locals haven’t tasted them. Tourists don’t even know they exist. My mission is simple: bring native food to the forefront, where it belongs. Make it bold. Make it fun. Make it unforgettable.
Harder Than Finance: Building a Food Tour From Scratch
Quitting a high-paying job is romantic. Building something from scratch? Brutal. I started with a dodgy market stall. Lost thousands. Hosted a tour for one guest and gave them ten-star treatment. I forgot lunches, got soaked in storms, pitched badly, and nearly gave up. But every fumble became fuel. And every guest who said, “I’ve never tasted this before”—that was the payoff.
From Boardrooms to Bush Walks (And Guest Tears)
Today, I lead tours through Sydney’s laneways, Botanic Gardens, and hidden food hubs. We forage, sip, laugh, and sometimes cry. One guest teared up eating Davidson plum sorbet—said it reminded them of childhood. Another said we “upstaged the Opera House.” These aren’t just food tours. They’re emotional, cultural, unforgettable.
Why This Matters: It’s Culture, Not Just Cuisine
This isn’t just about turning “Ew!” into “OMG!” with green ants. It’s about showing respect—to Indigenous culture, to local producers, to Australia’s true culinary identity. We don’t just taste. We tell stories. And those stories are what linger long after the flavours fade.
Conclusion: Swapping Suits for Saltbush Was the Best Call I Ever Made
Some people chase titles. I chased taste. I left the finance game with no Plan B just a mullet, a mission, and a gut feeling that storytelling and bush food could change lives. It changed mine first. If you’re wondering whether it’s worth trading comfort for calling, I’ll say this: I’ve never been richer. Wildly Australian, deeply local and proud of every weird, wonderful, citrusy step of the journey.









