Cooking a Kangaroo
Half way up the track we meet Tank, on his ATV.
“Looks like good eating” he comments, peering at the roo between the folds of the tarp. “I’ll give you a ride to the top if there’s a burger in it for me…”
Half way up the track we meet Tank, on his ATV.
“Looks like good eating” he comments, peering at the roo between the folds of the tarp. “I’ll give you a ride to the top if there’s a burger in it for me…”
I think every blog post I’ve ever done about Chiang Mai has been at least partly about food… also I’m a dog stalker, as some of you know already.
“You want to see the Parthenon? I know the right way to do it; at the best cafe in the city!”
Maria is a very emphatic person. Greek-Australian. That’s emphasis x2…
I’m always looking for ways to stretch my dollars further, and I have found some simple ways to reduce my food budget.
Even in an expensive country like Australia, you can eat for as little as US$1.50 per day…
There are ‘holes’ dotted around the park, which actually aren’t holes but look like a basketball net crossed with a lobster trap. The objective of the game is to walk around the park and get intoxicated. Throwing frisbees at the ‘holes’ is optional…
Just like in Australia, supermarkets and shops throw out a lot of good food in London. It’s sitting there in the dumpster, chilled by the frosty London air, waiting for me to collect it…
The original Wat Chedi Luang was built six centuries ago, so it looks a bit battered and falling down. It has big elephants on it. It’s like a giant birthday cake after the kids grabbed fistfuls of it…
“You aren’t recycling, you’re stealing!” “Stealing?” I ask him incredulously, “this food is in the bin. How can I steal rubbish?”
He pulls out his phone. “I’ll give you one minute to get out of here and then I’m calling the police…”
My friend Tania is a person of many talents: traveler, mother, community facilitator, revolutionary, life coach, and, it turns out, she makes fantastic scones. Here’s the recipe. Combine flour and soft butter in a bowl. Rub the butter into the flour until the mixture resembles bread crumbs. Add a little bit of salt, and a…
“…Do you know where the bus to California is?” he asks me. His accent is American. His English is perfect. He sounds like he just stepped out of a movie. The question is absurd. This is Cambodia. Even with my lousy knowledge of geography, I know there ain’t no busses to California here. He’s got…
…We read on the interweb that the generals have officially admitted that what is going on is a coup d’etat. A 10 PM curfew is in effect, apparently, and Thailand’s elected leaders have been cordially invited, by the generals, to report to an army barracks at their convenience. All over Thailand tourists are freaking out:…
…When I was a kid, my mother gave us ‘horse’s breakfast’ before school. Horse’s breakfast? I ask, perplexed. It is fresh bread soaked in red wine. So you had bread soaked in wine, and then went to school? How old were you..? Alvaro, a Portuguese gent whose acquaintance was made in Chefchaouen, offers a…