Category: bbq
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Five ingredient exploding tastebud techniques for Troppo #2… the dirty burger
This is seriously quicker than getting your fat ass into some trackie dacks, waddling to your car and heading out to a burger-of-ill-repute drive through (yeah I’m talking to you comic book guy). This is every five-ingredient-exploding-tastebud-techniques padiwans dream. Because let’s face it; who doesn’t like a good burger. I’ve rambled on about them before…
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Smoky fire roasted tumeric chicken for Troppo…
As part of my new segment, “Easy shit for Troppo to cook”. My mate Troppo is a man of simple pleasures. A nice girl, something to eat, snow and some good tunes are a fine beginning to a smiling Troppo. When venturing into that belly-filling hub of any home, the kitchen, Troppo likes to cook…
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One fish two fish, red fish, blue fish, and turtle for dinner with Edwardo the Greek…
It may not rhyme but it does still sound freakishly like a scenario Dr Seuss would conger up. But it isn’t. And another untruth that may have occurred is Edwardo is not actually Greek. He is Italian. Edwardo was in fact introduced to us by our friend Micky (who now has two feathers for his…
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Big assed risotto with chicken, chorizo and prawns to impress a crowd
When I pulled myself out of bed this morning I was met with the lingering smell of smoky goodness from our adventures the previous evening (just to clarify they were cooking adventures) and they memories came flooding back. No, that’s a lie. The memories sporadically trickled in like David Hasslehoffs fan mail. A fuck off…
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The Spit Roast… hehem
PIG ON A SPIT There are places I could go with a title like that. Places some people might call their happy place while others would call them dark, sinister places. Places that I will be steering clear of today. A moment of compassion? Maybe. Still got a bit of a fuzzy head and really…
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Amy and Justin come to stay part 2… burgers, flies and the swimming pool
That’s right. Part 2 in the Amy and Justin saga… no stay at our house would be complete without a swim in the pool, a conversation with the colony of flies that lives on our verandah, and a burger… It’s hot out. It’s pretty bloody hot in too, to be totally honest. The dogs lay…
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Reef and Beef
Beef and Reef, Surf and Turf, Chicks with Dicks… Call it what you will, but it is an Australian classic. In the late 80s there was nay a pub nor club in all the lands that would not have it on their menu. Usually reading something like this, “char grilled rib eye steak cooked to…
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Sundaysarethebestshitever
I’m back… This is a story of one mans survival in the wild mountainous rainforest of northern NSW. With nothing but a loaf of bread, some cabbage and the carnie that was holding it. My only hope of survival was to steal some pumpkin seeds from the hippies that would run naked through the ferns,…
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A Damn Good Ribbing
Nothing like a good ribbing. Three recipes for tasty tasty pork ribs. The greatest thing in my life is pork my family. The second greatest thing is definitely pork. If, next Friday when the apocolypse is upon us, Allah appears in front of me and declares the Muslim faith was the true religion and offers…
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