Category: pork
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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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Liz McGuiness, Roving Reviewer… the Bavarian Beir Cafe
Today, I and my five stalwart work colleagues decided to brave the onslaught of Christmas cheer and have a Christmas luncheon. (Well it was just an excuse to get on the piss really, but I love the word luncheon so thought I might take the opportunity to use it here. Twice.) We could not have…
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Ham Steaks with honey an’ shit
When I was a young lad (although I did get told I was still a young lad today… Granted it was by a sixty-something-year-old. I guess that shit is comparative to your current situation. What evs)… Anyway, when I was a child once a week we would have ham steaks with pineapple for dinner. Whoa.…
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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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The Many Lands Challenge for Sammy… part 4… Vote Grazza #1
The Many Lands Challenge for Sammy… part 4 For me I want to win any competition I enter. Even if I have zero chance of winning I still want to win. I want to be the tall handsome guy that wins a competition for the grotesque midget circus freak of the year. I’m the white…
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porking good polenta balls
Something I had to share with you because it was just so effing awesome. On Sunday Jennee declared she would make dinner that night, and when I enquired about what it may be she had her mysterious little it’s-going-to-be-something-you’re-going-to-love-and-I’m-not-going-to-tell-you thing going on. Quite honestly I love it when she starts getting all Jessica Fletcher on…
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Boys Night… Roast Pork in the Camp Oven
I know we’ve given you a bit of an amusingly-witty-great-food-cooking-blog overload today but… you’re just gonna have to deal with it. Write your local member of Parliament or something. Cookingfoodwithyourkidsisthebestshitever This evening the boys spent a fair while trying to decide if he said, “honey, don’t play with your food” or “Ted, don’t play with…
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“An ode to Bargearse” by my wife Jennee… aka dumpling night
So the time has come for me to enter into my husbands “other” world. He tells me tales of this world that are laced with adventure and excitement, naked women throwing themselves at him and the adoration of a nation of fans…. so I thought I should get me some o that!!! I, not unlike…
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My big fat feasting long weekend part 2
Part two There was a game of foosball. Now I don’t much follow the foosball and I don’t much like girls because girls are the devil. So I decided I would watch the foosball grand final, which is actually pronounced f-o-o-t-b-a-l-l… Apparently… And is also more correctly known as rugby league Queenie has just informed…