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Pauls Caul… caramelised pineapple with lemongrass and palm sugar icecream, and other ramblings
“Paul’s Caul” is a segment written by fellow chef, friend and mentor Paul Mac. He’s an all round nice guy. He pats little fury animals and all sorts of shit. He could be your friend. Unless you are a bit “special” (was that PC? Yep. Great) in which case he will spot your “special ability”…
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condiments; the fun part of food
CONDIMENTS ARE THE FUN PART OF FOOD Con·di·ment (knd-mnt) n. A substance, such as a relish, vinegar, or spice, used to flavor or complement food. [Middle English, from Old French, from Latin condmentum, from condre, to season; see dh- in Indo-European roots.] Condiments were created for the people who never quite got past the mud…
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onion jam, chilli capsicum chutney and my mates Charlie and Jess
CHARLIE AND JESS This is the breakfast I made for my friends Charlie and Jess (this is the third Jess on my list of pretend friends. Sorry about the unwillingness to engage the part of my brain that could help with that). They are really nice people and I’m not sure what a blog is…
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Cooking to entice someone to tile your bathroom
I really don’t know how I keep coming up with such witty and exciting new concepts. This one is an ode to my brother-in-law Barney. I think Barney has another name that his parents anointed him with at birth, but I don’t know what that is… Barney is a mysterious man, and I think that’s…
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Tuna and pasta bake for Kel (and anyone else who has been wronged by a terrible tuna bake in their time)
A tuna and pasta bake Sure. A tuna and pasta bake is something your mum makes, or something you get at the canteen when you’re at uni, or something you make in Home Ec at high school. Well it was… until today. I just made one and I realised that it’s the kind of thing…
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Mussels with meatballs and other stuff
MEATY MUSSELS? A MUSSEL WITH SOME MEATY BALLS? MY MUSSEL AND BALLS ARE MEATY? THE LION, THE WITCH AND… NOPE MUSSELS WITH MEATBALLS AND OTHER STUFF It sounds like a Friday night cabaret at the Blue Oyster Club. I know what you’re thinking. Or, more correctly, I think I know what your thinking.…
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Boy’s night at our place
It’s just me and the boys so we’re having a steak Tonight is boy’s night at our place. That means no girls allowed! I am excited. We get to eat steak and lay around on the couch in our undies. Let all of our hair down. Yeah, who needs girls anyway? Yeah, go away smelly…
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duck, mash and spinach
The international day of the seafarer WTF? Yeah I thought that to, but June 25th is actually the international day of the seafarer. So we are encouraged by various boaty shippy type clubs to appreciate semen today. You see what happened just there? Jen changed seaman to semen. It was too obvious for me to…
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The day that was Gringo-Mexicano Wednesday
TACOS Yes, it’s Gringo-Mexicano Wednesday at our house again (well it was on Wednesday anyway). And today we make tacos, while our children husk corn and roll cigars in the back shed. Ole. I have fond childhood memories of my mums Gringo-Australiano taco buffet… wait up, if I put an ‘o’ at the end of…
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Goulash in all it’s glory (Pauls Caul)
Goulash in all its glory Well winter is definitely upon us and it’s cold, wow there’s a revelation… and with the cold come a serious need for two things that help with warming up the cockles of your heart… 1. Setting fire to your girlfriends cat (it will warm all parts of any room it…
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