Category: salad
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The Standing Rib Roast
The standing rib roast… a celebration of life… unless you are the cow it came from. There’s nothing wrong with eating well, you know. Eating well is celebrating a task that we need to perform to live, taking it from boring or mundane and punch throwing into the realm of a ménage a trois with…
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My Nana’s potato salad
This is a salad that reminds me every time I eat it, of Christmas, and, well, anytime we had a family gathering back home. I’ve used versions of it to feed emperors and kings… And the odd carnie sex slave who’s starting to get a bit skinny. It never fails to impress, and still impresses…
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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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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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Camp food (cooking with wood) part 2
BREAKFAST Wake up to the pretty birdies, get that fire burning again cos we need some coffee and a big breakfast. We always have a big breakfast when we’re camping because there’s much relaxing to do and you certainly wouldn’t want to be trying that out on an empty stomach. Baked beans, a bit of…
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Grilled chicken ‘n’ slaw and a heap of side stories…
Grilled chicken ‘n’ slaw and a heap of side stories… The first real warm weather arrived this week by courier. With the first real warm weather comes the real responsibility of having to adhere to the non-inferno house clause of the 1974 housewives treaty. Or, in layman’s terms, I can’t spend all day with the…
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china tucker… the food diary of my Italian born, Australian raised friend who sometimes lives in China…
“a Gitana (my friend’s name is Gitana) blurb on kung fu and food in china” Last year, I trained in rural China at a kung fu school for four months. Despite the wonderful training with extremely knowledgeable Shaolin Masters and the attractiveness of simple living, being cooked for is also seemingly attractive… it is not…
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My Rum Diaries, A Birthday Feast, Lemonade for Breakfast, and Other Ramblings…
This is just a little FYI, a heads up, a snippet of information about me, and my Achilles Heal of the world of alcoholic beverages. If we by some random twist of fate ever meet and say, go out for a bit of a drink and a laugh, please do not buy me rum. Rum…
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One Ingredient – Sweet and Savoury… Quinoa
One ingredient, two dishes, one sweet and one savoury. My ingredient? Quinoa. Yep, quinoa. I can picture Pauly now, sitting there in his spa bath after drinking three too many ciders, a trained monkey offering him a Cuban cigar as he types this damning word on his Hunter S. Thompson-esque typewriter… Q U I N…
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Roast chicken with something different because it’s spring
Sunday roast getting a bit boring? Whatever. Cut out my tongue. Comments like that make me want to punch myself in the face. Who am I effing kidding. Sunday roast chicken is one of the thing I truly love in this world. That was one of the not heaps of things my mum could cook…
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