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Paul’s Caul – A Look into a Chef’s Mind…
A look into a chef’s mind… The Magician’s Tricks… A Beautiful Mind… (all hold relevance I’m sure) I know what you’re thinking surely this can’t be G rated if it’s in a chef’s mind, well fuck me sideways you may be right. Most chefs are debaucherous pirates with naughty thoughts swirling around there ever enlarging…
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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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The First Year Anniversary… or Blogaversary… or Whatever
One year since I started this blog. Well that’s what’s blogland HQ told me today (now a week or so ago but I’ve been on holidays. Give a kid a break here) and, after doing a few quick sums in my head, I tend to agree. Which makes me think it would be a good…
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The Marron Post and…
As I promised here is the marron post… And also a very happy birthday wish to a good friend/comrade/chef/foodisthebestshitever devote, Paul from Paul’s Caul. I wish I had the ability to make him a novelty cake (probably in the shape of a big cock) or something similar, but alas I have been on the road…
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Sails Cafe, Margaret River… Again
Sails Cafe Margaret River… Again After my initial visit I felt this little cafe had a lot of potential that just wasn’t quite realised in my crepe. Who the fuck orders a crepe for breakfast anyway? So I returned to try the crab omelette. The menu stating it was blue swimmer crab, herbs, chilli and…
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The crepe crusader
The crepe crusader Sails Cafe, Margaret River. Don’t tell anyone but I’m thinking about ordering the crepe for breakfast. And yes, apparently they do make crepes for men now. The crepe. It sounds like something with a frilly edge that you might place your cutlery on. Or maybe something crocheted to put on your toilet…
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Paul’s Caul… Paul’s version of events plus a recipe. That’s right. Warm olives.
Face to beard cook off January 2013… Well you’ve all by now seen G-bags version of events from Sunday past… I thought it only fitting to let you all into what happened in my mind at least, and hopefully between the two accounts something will be true. All I know for sure is if you…
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Foodisthebestshitever on the road again
Through a bizarre chain of events I once again find myself in the great state of Western Australia, home of the bumper sticker that specifies “there’s only two states to be in, WA and pissed” (I thought I should be able to achieve both). Please allow me to elaborate embellish; I got on a television…
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Amy and Justin come to stay part 2… burgers, flies and the swimming pool
That’s right. Part 2 in the Amy and Justin saga… no stay at our house would be complete without a swim in the pool, a conversation with the colony of flies that lives on our verandah, and a burger… It’s hot out. It’s pretty bloody hot in too, to be totally honest. The dogs lay…
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