Tag: drunken chefs
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A day of fisting.. Or firsting… Or just firsts really
It was a day of firsts for me. Me, a virginal child sent, quivering, into the dirty old druids sacrifice chamber that was Perth city. My first time using a pressure cooker. My introduction to my new friend, known simply as ‘chilli condiment’. My first time eating the liver of the pig. And…