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Gumbo. Smoked lamb gumbo…
Today I made gumbo… or something that is sort of gumbo, I guess. Best as I can figure gumbo was created in Louisiana as sort of a use-up-all-of-the-shit-in-your-garden, chuck-in-whatever-bit-of-meat-you-can-afford, roux flavoured, file or okra thickened, po’ folks type food, so I’m pretty sure that means I’m following the brief… and not even with a chance…
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Chow-chow down down
This is the sort of condiment that revolutionizes my life. It combines a heap of my favourite vegetables in a witch’s cauldron and after a few low mutterings of some kind of voodoo type black magic (or possibly it was just the ramblings of a boozed up and disheveled old carnie… or even more possibly…
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Bahn mi tron sandwich
Yes I have just just returned from 3 weeks in the North Eastern reaches of Western Australia and yes I’ve got some stories to tell about fish and crocodiles and cooking on the coals of an open fire. Proper Crocodile Dundee shit. But that’s on hold for now. It’s a time thing. It’s not you…
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Iluka and a damn tasty bowl of white curry mee
Beach side getaway. It’s real and it’s name is Iluka. When it comes to a weekend away, hanging out near the ocean, plenty of fresh seafood and booze on hand and a refurbished old school fisherman’s shack to keep you safe and warm and night Iluka, on the New South Wales north coast, ticks all…
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Paul’s Caul – Bexhill catch-ups and a cracking roasted cauliflower, chorizo and black pudding salad
Bexhill catch-ups 2016 For all those playing at home, I don’t have red hair and a beard and I’m not G-bags Mcfilthy mouth… no, I am not the father of this blog, I’m perhaps best described as this blogs estranged brother that likes to drop by unannounced and expects every thing that’s great about writing…
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Flood goals #2: roast chicken with fruity nutty stuffing
The rivers and creeks that have swelled more than Gina Reinharts chin banks will eventually subside. The waters shall recede like George Costanza’s hairline and the semi rural vista shall become apparent once more. It shall sink to depths lower than teenage despair, it shall become shallower than last years prom queen and as weak…
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Flood goals: all I wanted was a cheese and kimchi toasted sandwich
To be absolutely honest, a cheese and kimchi toasted sandwich is something I think about quite regularly. The only problem with my cheese and kimchi toasted sandwich dreaming is that it doesn’t always hit me at the most practical of moments. Sometimes I will be driving my car, other times I will already be in…
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Beef shin chilli con carne nacho type things
Chilli is pretty simple. Fried tortillas are pretty simple. I am pretty simple. This is going to work out just fine. The thing about beef shin is that it scares a lot of people. Not like Jay Leno or carnival folk scary, but scary like changing a nappy for your best friends kid; it doesn’t…
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The Black Sheep Espresso Baa, Cooly… not just a bunch of random words
The Black Sheep Espresso Baa… This place is a little hole-in-the-wall type set up, a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it little hobbit nook, sans Saruman, Lord of Isengard, which works for me as I am not eating breakfast in the company of that nasty prick, no thank you. You walk into this little shoe box café expecting to see…
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