Category Archive for 'the domestic slave'

Mum has been in town for a few days. Took her to Parap markets on Saturday morning to soak up the vibe, check out a few stalls and get some food.We hit some of the fresh food stall first and Mum was impressed with the tropical fruits and veg on show – bittergourd, jack fruit,…

So, just yesterday, a few lucky friends came over for dinner and I decided to cook some of my favourites. The menu. For entree, puy lentil salad with grilled haloumi and sourdough bread. For main, home-made basil pesto pasta and roasted tomato tart. Desert consisted of mixed berries with vanilla bean ice cream and chocolate…

Dholl Poori recipe

Compared to most people I know or have ever spoken to about it, I have the worst memory of my childhood. I don’t mean my childhood was horrible, just my capacity to remember it. One of my earliest memories is of my second trip to Mauritius when I was 6 – I only remember two…

I love this recipe because it’s so simple and yet so tasty. The original recipe contains mozzarella, but I think this makes the dish a little bland. Using a hard cheese like parmesan or pecorino makes it more tangy and complements the cherry tomatoes and olives. I tried this dish with a hot pancetta too…

My sexist stove

Back in Alice

Much has happened since my last post, but in summary: I left Alice Springs to start my PhD at Macquarie University in the Department of Sociology and Centre for Research on Social Inclusion. Sara stayed in Alice, but I’ve now come back to help her pack and move back to Sydney. So, obviously there is…

Comfort food

So, I’m back in Sydney after escaping martial law in the Northern Territory. What’s my first post? A recipe! Personally, I’m not interested in talking about the intervention in the blogosphere – so many others have made precisely the sort of contribution I was willing to offer. See LP and Club Troppo. I will say…

Faratas recipe

Over the past 6 weeks, I’ve been trying to perfect a recipe for faratas. Faratas are usually served with a curry. I usually use tear a small bit of farata off and use it to pick up the curry – in other words, no utensils are necessary if you’re eating this in the company of…

Being the lazy bastard I am, this post is going to be a slightly better than random collection of ‘things’ that have been going on or that I have ‘discovered’ recently. To give it some semblance of coherence I’m calling this collection a snapshot – a constellation of images and words that appear incoherent, but…

In the previous installment, Sara and I had completed the most physical and tiring work – soil preparation and mulching. Yesterday Sara and I started to bring our native garden to life with actual plants. That was the easy part. We spent about an hour at the nursery in 36 degree heat, swotting flies that…

How green is my thumb

As much as many of my friends want to believe, I’m not entirely doing nothing with my time. A large chunk of it and my energy was devoted to the garden this weekend. Sara and I live in what people from Alice Springs condescendingly call an apartment – and what most other people call a…

Recapitulation

I’m no longer in Sydney…I moved to Alice Springs via Tasmania and Melbourne (see photos)…upon arrival I cut my hair, climbed Mt Gillen and rode out to the Telegraph Station…I’ve been watching a lot of West Wing and enjoying it…it’s been hot…I’ve been looking for work…I might have a job…I’ve been cooking a lot practising…