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Coal roasted fish bruschetta AKA camp bruschetta
Last week I was writing the roster at work, which is a pretty ordinary thing for someone in my position to be doing. It was going to be a pretty good one too – I had reined it back to a less-than-50-hour-week which is a more than acceptable working week for one who has chosen…
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Christmas ham glaze and a tasty stuffed bird.
I’ve noticed shit is getting a fair bit Christmassy around the joint at the mo’. Like, really effing Christmassy. My smart brains told me that due to my little issue with finding time to hit this blog up at the moment, I should get onto some kind of Christmassy type post pretty fricking quick smart…
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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…