Category: breakfast
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Carlos and Co. Port Macquarie, NSW
Driving into Port Macquarie by road you could be excused for thinking it is Byron Bay on some really heavy steroids. If you arrive at Port Macquarie by sea you may be excused for not really giving a fuck what it looks like and get your ass to the nearest reputable house of the ladies…
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Wooli day 7… Corn Fritter Waffles
If you have been paying attention to my posts over the last week and not just skim read (Oh yes that’s for you Laura. Book indeed), you would certainly be able to detect a trend in subject matter. Yes you clever heads, the boys and I are in Wooli. A small fishing village on the…
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Wooli part 3… ridiculous stuffed croissant for breakfast
Pastry chef goes a little crazy when he hears the news of the immanent closure of our place of employment. Pastry chef bakes unusually large croissant… not for the purpose of any kind of freakish Friday night, keys in the hat type party, but for human consumption. I bring said croissant on holiday to visit…
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Breakfast at The Byronian Cafe and Bar, Byron Bay, NSW
THE BYRONIAN CAFÉ & BAR, BYRON BAY, NSW The morning is as cold as they have been around here for the last few weeks. It was crisp like the bacon that would form part of my subsequent breakfast. It was cool like the guy wearing the denim outfit and sunglasses in the club. It was…
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Camping, camp seasoning and camp food… and the passing of a great man
Everyone should go camping. Even if you think you won’t like it, you should just try it once… just for me (Unless, of course, you have agoraphobia. If you have that you need to stay at home because I don’t want you freaking out my kids with all of your yelling and shit). There is…
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Town Cafe (not Utopia), Bangalow
We were champing at the bit, toey as a roman sandal and keen as general mustard (I know the combination of those words does not paint a pretty picture… well, it doesn’t paint any type of picture at all does it? No, it would need a canvas and some paints to do that, wouldn’t it.…
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Easter-ness
I know. I’ve been offline for over a week now and all I have to offer is the same ol’ tale of a man who works in the hospitality industry and is tied to the stoves during holiday periods. A man who loves the customers that demand so much of him during these times. A…
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Foxy Bean Café (not Gunshop Cafe)
Foxy Bean Café, Wooloongabba Normally when we stay in Brisbane, we will venture out to Gunshop Café for a coffee or two and a good breakfast. But on this trip this would not be the case. It was time for a change and a new culinary adventure would be under taken. It was decided after…
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Mexican Hangover Rolls
Mexican hangover rolls Firstly I would like to make it clear that you do not need to be Mexican or have a hangover to enjoy these rolls… you also need not have a Mexican hangover, even though I’m not quite sure how the hell that would work. But if you do want a hangover to…
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Paul’s Caul… Same words, different melody
Same words…. Different melody We really do get stuck in our ways. It seems that most western societies are comfortable with consistency. Some might even say we’re unimaginative… I’m torn as for the most part; I love what I have loved for too many years to mention, then every now and again I love something…
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