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Before we graduated from textiles classes we had to prove we could make an apron. Before we were allowed to stitch the apron we had to practise sewing straight lines on brown paper with no cotton in the machine. If the needle holes in the brown paper were straight enough we were allowed to use [...]
Following on from my confit duck legs I thought I had better share with you the side dishes I served. I didn’t go with Jamie Oliver’s recommendation of Roasted Radicchio because I’ve made this before and it hasn’t been at all popular. Perhaps I didn’t roast the radicchio for long enough or perhaps our palettes [...]
(This post will make more sense if you have read my previous post, Hangi Time). So the neighbours with the six children and the dirt bikes and the chickens and the rooster and the cigarettes and the long-neck bottles of beer and the bricks, tiles and concrete and the offensive language that landed one of [...]
It was Carl who suggested I needed the ‘Ocean Swim’ experience. ‘You’ll love it’ he enthused and then he registered me for the Blackmores Bilgola Ocean Swim. About 400 swimmers had registered for the 1.5km race and I thought that was a manageable number. But on the day extras arrived by the busload swelling the [...]
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