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Guest blogger: Jerad, and more of his disasters
The second installment in this series of kitchen tales (working title: Disasters and Abject Failures, Let’s Cook!) recalls the worst dinner service I’ve ever worked, a night where the entire kitchen completely ceased to function and fell into a sweaty, smoke-tinged, screaming chaos, from which none of us believed we would ever emerge. And yes, for ( Read more... ) -
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I had a really interesting catch up from high school on Saturday. Now I haven't been in high school in fifteen years, thank goodness, and I don't stay in touch with many of the people I attended with, which is mostly good. Nigel was a great guy in school, but because of how he was back in those days, I've always wanted to know how things would turn ( Read more... ) -
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It's raining very hard today, which we absolutely need. The cooler, darker weather has made me start to feel ready for autumn - I think I'm over summer now. It seems like I haven't had much time to do any cooking lately. I think I'm going to have to give my new schedule a few weeks trial before I can really figure out where all the hours of my day ( Read more... ) -
Ay carumba.
Posted comment about Anna Nicole two days before she died.
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School report (boozy version)
Non-sequitur riddled post ahead.
Jerad and I had a short holiday last weekend. We spent Friday at the cricket (Australia lost!) and headed to the Hunter Valley on Saturday morning. Late Saturday there was a festival at Bimbadgen Estate, so we set up camp on the grass and saw The Church, Paul Kelly and The Pretenders play. On Sunday we drove around ( Read more... ) -
The hand of the devil.
The devil is... not some suavely suited businessman, offering absurd tempatations like world domination, Anna Nicole-like inexplicable fame or virility. Nor is he some kind of red, horned frat-boy, plying the least subtle peer pressure on you to be bad. He's not even some goateed mouth-breather, whispering naughty impulses into your ear. The devil ( Read more... ) -
The week now gone.
I took some pictures this week, but was too busy to post them until now. For that reason, this post will probably leap around wildly, and not make a whole lot of sense.
For example, here's a little gift I made on Monday for Jerad's cousin Jenny, who just gave birth to her second daughter Ally. It might be a hard to make out here, but it's a little ( Read more... ) -
Guest Blogger - Jerad
Recently, at the Italian seafood restaurant where I work, one of our regulars - a radio personality and something of a local Australian celebrity, we’ll call him Mr. L - came in with his wife and two friends for lunch. Mr. L invariably orders the grilled ciabatta with cherry tomato and basil salsa, despite the fact the dish has been missing from ( Read more... ) -
Just Heat 'n' Serve!
Obviously, I have nothing against freshly prepard food, made from scratch with quality ingredients. More accurately, it's pretty much an obsession. I also like fine dining and am an appalling snob for chi-chi gastronomic indulgences like truffles, sashimi, soft rind cheeses from France, and oysters. I'm not telling you anything you don't already ( Read more... ) -
Summer produce at the market
I often feel that Australasia is such a perfect description for urban Australia. Once in the country, Australia become like the Australia people preceive from a far, native trees, bush people, farms, beautiful country towns. Sydney, in many parts, feels like South South East Asia. Yesterday I went to the markets solo, as Jerad had to work. I took ( Read more... )