I just assumed it was pork
I just assumed it was pork
Looks like a Thai cigarette packet.
Dropped me a bunch of Lemon Pepper chicken wings on the grill after a nice ride in the mountains.![]()
^^Looking tasty Stumps. I have not had lemon pepper chicken for years I think.
It was BBQ time down under this arvo too, but this Kenyan Kikuyu lady was sporting a spectacular hairdo that she did not want to get smoky so the Q was banished to far corner while it settled down and I rustled up my leafy green caesar and some melon for an alternative entree.
She is a fashion aficionada and had colour-matched her toenails to her trousers
With the BBQ settled it was declared OK to proceed with the snagalicious main course
Slow grilled for maximum smokiness
She was sporting an epic ring that had been fashioned from a tiny antique fork by a Kenyan silversmith. She having just returned from a family Christmas knees-up in the homeland and still recovering from jetlag.
She came bearing gifts from the homeland in the form of a Kenyan tea selection box which I will peruse and partake of with pleasure.
And as the waning gibbous moon rose behind a veil of clouds the brew was finally brought to the boil.
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Poster of the decade take a bow.![]()
^Her plentiful plates are size 8s... just like mine
Which meant that I got a sneaky chance to strut round in these silk cyan cinderella slipper bewts in front of the full length mirror in the spare bedroom like a stumbling newborn gazelle after she had fallen into her jet-lagged slumbers!
Maestro you can pull it off with them socks, your repo is tumescant.
A lack of decent steaks in London and seeing a few pics of others sent me to fire up the Barbie and whack a couple of decent T-bones on the grill.
Start by seasoning them for an hour or two.
Whack them on the grill and also decided to grill a few Brussels sprouts (they taste good in the oven, so why not over fire?), in prepped them by blanching first, then grill to crisp up the outsides, coat in butter and salt afterwards.
10 mins later.
And the moment of truth. Tasted alright.
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Like many Brits, I'm not really into steak as I find that the flavour just isn't sufficiently bold so as to satisfy my advanced English palate.
However, I treated the folks to a meal on New Year's Eve in some hilltop pub with gale force winds gusting around us as we got there and decided to treat myself (and my long suffering wife), to a chateaubriand.
The finest British meat, perfectly cooked, which fell apart in the mouth.
Seventy five English pounds for 450 grammes. I'm happy to spend good money on good food and it was very pleasant, but it was no curry at the end of the day.
Conclusion: steak is still wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy overrated by our Aussie and Yank chums.
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And you’re posting about 25 days late. That’s some bitching bender!
respect.
#chittyonlymanages3days
#didyashitthebedlikeReg?
That looks awesome
Oh damn they look good. I didn’t know what was going to be for dinner tonight, but I think I know now what I need to get!
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