Observations and rants of a hedonistic polymath who eats between meals and drinks between drinks
While the greener minded of us dispose of our rubbish correctly, recycle where we can, even compost and use grey water, there is a tussle in the consumer shopping trolley when it comes to having an organic conscience…. Read More
When vegetarians and vegans get a rush of sap and waggle their fingers accusingly at those in our community who like to consume meat I remember an experiment that emerged from the pages of Dr Lyall Watson’s book:… Read More
I have never quite understood the cartoon-like process of putting a raw steak on a black eye as a healing remedy. Conceivably it is the cold temperature of the meat that equates to a bovine cold compress to… Read More
Regular readers of Digestive Tract would know I don’t shrink from the more unusual culinary offerings that the world has to offer. Sheep’s testicle…tick, pig’s testicles …tick, brains, sweetbreads, calf’s head, rattle snake, witchetty grubs, bogong moths …had… Read More
When I recently learned that wine company Evan & Tate had produced its Zamphire sparkling wine with a plastic re-sealable closure I instantly thought of my father. I remembered his apoplectic outburst when I told him that I… Read More
Vocal minority food zealots can be so tedious. They are invariably self-righteous, ill-informed “believers” who have some flaw in their existence that gets them liverish about something and they will bang on ad infinitum in their blinkered and… Read More
I’ve taken a different view on food art ever since I clapped eyes on a curious tortured series of miniature sculptures made from dried apple at an “affordable” art show. Sure there have been books on the subject… Read More
Cadbury was named the most trusted brand in Australia, while Arnotts was gonged the most iconic Australian brand in a recent Readers Digest list…. and almost at the same time, Vegemite, that evil, black, Aussie staple, has been… Read More
In motoring, rev-head parlance, the term ‘fully worked’ could mean anything from having the cylinder heads shaved in your vehicle to the engine management chip being tweaked or going the whole white knuckled gamut and committing to fully… Read More
In the 1994 movie Wolf, Jack Nicholson deliberately irrigates the suede shoes of his poisonous colleague played by James Spader at a shared urinal. He responds to Spader’s objection with: “Just marking my territory” and emphatically adds:… Read More
