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term="bills" /><category term="cupcakes" /><category term="Penny Wong" /><category term="product of australia" /><category term="pork" /><category term="bottle opener" /><category term="games" /><category term="fashion" /><category term="bacon" /><category term="preserving" /><category term="wedding cakes" /><category term="citrus" /><category term="Valentine's Day" /><category term="ingredients" /><category term="3D" /><category term="plum vinegar" /><category term="donuts" /><category term="food art" /><category term="CSIRO wellbeing diet" /><category term="lamb" /><category term="michael pollan" /><category term="organic fruit" /><category term="nigella lawson" /><category term="egypt" /><category term="Clover Moore" /><category term="Chrissie Amphlett" /><category term="tahini" /><category term="markets" /><category term="ciabatta" /><category term="teague ezzard" /><category term="Ireland" /><title>A Year's Worth of Eating</title><subtitle type="html">So many recipes, so much good produce, so little time to eat it all. Kes has far, far too many cookbooks.  Not that it stops her from buying more.
The idea of dinner is one of the few things that motivates her in the mornings. Just to monitor exactly what goes on in her life, she is sharing her food year. Her Significant Other will make regular appearances, but honestly, you do not want to know what he eats for lunch.

Never buy a cook book that doesn't have an author.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/zboxd" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/feedburner/DGYU" /><feedburner:info uri="feedburner/dgyu" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IHQHc5fCp7ImA9WhRaEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-8553297118879155186</id><published>2012-02-13T18:51:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T18:52:11.924+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-13T18:52:11.924+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sausages" /><title>Yes, but why?</title><content type="html">Especially at &lt;a href="http://fluxshop.se/?post=920&amp;amp;kat=12&amp;amp;postCount=8" target="_blank"&gt;€290 per kilo&lt;/a&gt;. Sausage casings filled with acrylic paint.&lt;br /&gt;
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Retrace steps ~ pulling out corn, fondling marigolds, packing lots of cardboard boxes, hives, pollen. WTF is going on? &lt;br /&gt;
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After three days of the Itchy &amp;amp; Scratchy Show, I finally succumb to the doctor's surgery. (Or else I would have torn my face off).&lt;br /&gt;
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And given it's localised to where I have put my hands on my face, the verdict is pollen allergy. Dammit. This happened once before with the old &lt;a href="http://anpsa.org.au/APOL2009/mar09-s1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Robyn Gordon Grevillea&lt;/a&gt;, a lovely plant that a lot of people have a problem with (Please excuse dangling participle).&lt;br /&gt;
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So, a bucket of cream, some anti-histamines later, and I can continue to unpack boxes whilst slurping on a shiraz. Because I have to tell you, the idea of becoming allergic to red wine was almost too much to contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've used this photo of &lt;a href="http://homepage.mac.com/sobeserk/" target="_blank"&gt;Chrissy Amphlett&lt;/a&gt;, because when the doctor (who I might say, was a cross between &lt;a href="http://www.aph.gov.au/senate/senators/homepages/senators.asp?id=00AOU" target="_blank"&gt;Senator Penny Wong&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Lin_Chin" target="_blank"&gt;Lee Lin Chin&lt;/a&gt;, two women worth being crossed with) announced it was only where I'd touched myself, I nearly wet myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-1150693706789153331?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/SEzI02bBZK0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/1150693706789153331/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=1150693706789153331&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/1150693706789153331?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/1150693706789153331?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/SEzI02bBZK0/touching-myself.html" title="Touching myself" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVu4WCx2vSQ/Tzi8672M4aI/AAAAAAAAANY/-vkGyRD6pSk/s72-c/122085-chrissy-amphlett.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/02/touching-myself.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ER3k6eCp7ImA9WhRbEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-4931007844317415031</id><published>2012-02-01T18:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T18:20:06.710+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T18:20:06.710+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="retro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="owls" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vintage" /><title>What's it got to do with food, Part 3</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv8yFUQMI60/Tyjl3ickTEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/50pBZ3jw94w/s1600/il_570xN.271018061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv8yFUQMI60/Tyjl3ickTEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/50pBZ3jw94w/s320/il_570xN.271018061.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having treated myself to a house cooling present or two, I'm now moving on to the new house. A fifties fibro down the coast. We have a yellow lacquered front door, and these &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/81804631/two-vintage-70s-owl-wall-hangers-heavy" target="_blank"&gt;two treasures from StuffAndJunque&lt;/a&gt; will fit right in.&lt;br /&gt;
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What have they got to do with food? Dunno. Someone come up with an answer for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-4931007844317415031?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/dLVYP9HOgTc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/4931007844317415031/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=4931007844317415031&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4931007844317415031?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4931007844317415031?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/dLVYP9HOgTc/whats-it-got-to-do-with-food-part-3.html" title="What's it got to do with food, Part 3" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv8yFUQMI60/Tyjl3ickTEI/AAAAAAAAANQ/50pBZ3jw94w/s72-c/il_570xN.271018061.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/02/whats-it-got-to-do-with-food-part-3.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMNQ3YzfCp7ImA9WhRbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-4016648620571315027</id><published>2012-02-01T13:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T13:48:12.884+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T13:48:12.884+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping bags" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="markets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bev's Remnant House" /><title>What's it got to do with food, Part 2</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTpKplMNhuI/Tyil5fwPgqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z17HUTB8xls/s1600/Kantha+Bag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTpKplMNhuI/Tyil5fwPgqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z17HUTB8xls/s320/Kantha+Bag.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVDOMSe303c/TyimA01jMOI/AAAAAAAAANI/7ofCIScURHc/s1600/Various+Kantha+Bags.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fVDOMSe303c/TyimA01jMOI/AAAAAAAAANI/7ofCIScURHc/s320/Various+Kantha+Bags.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While up in the big smoke, I spied these at &lt;a href="http://www.bevsremnanthouse.com.au/" target="_blank"&gt;Bev's Remnant House&lt;/a&gt;. I love going in there. Bev MacInnes is warm and friendly and interesting and interested. With a lifetime of design and theatre experience I always find I spend at least an hour yakking with her.&lt;br /&gt;
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These are pretty damn stunning. Strong cotton quilted bags with leather handles. Stunning fabrics, and the handles are exactly the right length to be able to carry the bag on your shoulder. You won't find them anywhere else. And I believe there's only 9 of them available.&amp;nbsp; I think one of them has my name on it, so there might only be 8 by the time you get there, so spit spot, get a move on.&lt;br /&gt;
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A fantastic overnight hold all, and what's it got to do with food?... It's a marvellously stylish shopping bag, great for the market. Do yourself a favour and pop into 722 Bourke Street, East Redfern now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-4016648620571315027?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/Gz5RJi1icAc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/4016648620571315027/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=4016648620571315027&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4016648620571315027?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4016648620571315027?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/Gz5RJi1icAc/whats-it-got-to-do-with-food-part-2.html" title="What's it got to do with food, Part 2" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LTpKplMNhuI/Tyil5fwPgqI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z17HUTB8xls/s72-c/Kantha+Bag.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/02/whats-it-got-to-do-with-food-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMCQ3c6eCp7ImA9WhRbEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-6571790395344938937</id><published>2012-02-01T10:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:27:42.910+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T10:27:42.910+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="3D" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bacon" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="roses" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentine's Day" /><title>The perfect His/Hers Valentine's Day gift</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YemSl4gfls0/Tyh3vk5SyRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ccVrXc9qmf0/s1600/Bacon-Roses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YemSl4gfls0/Tyh3vk5SyRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ccVrXc9qmf0/s320/Bacon-Roses.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Over at &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/" target="_blank"&gt;instructables&lt;/a&gt; there's a &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/Bacon-Roses/" target="_blank"&gt;DIY tutorial&lt;/a&gt; for this perfect Valentine's Day gift, including a downloadable pdf to take into the kitchen with you. Brought to you by instructables member &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/member/kaptaink_cg/" target="_blank"&gt;kaptaink_cg&lt;/a&gt; and worth sharing. Kaptaink also has a fab DIY for &lt;a href="http://www.instructables.com/id/Anti-3D-Glasses/" target="_blank"&gt;anti-3D glasses&lt;/a&gt;, for those members of the cinema going public who don't want to share in the 3-D experience. Excellent! That said, I'd love&amp;nbsp; to see a photo of the bacon roses in 3D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-6571790395344938937?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/yFcwKvifuFg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/6571790395344938937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=6571790395344938937&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/6571790395344938937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/6571790395344938937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/yFcwKvifuFg/perfect-hishers-valentines-day-gift.html" title="The perfect His/Hers Valentine's Day gift" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YemSl4gfls0/Tyh3vk5SyRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ccVrXc9qmf0/s72-c/Bacon-Roses.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/02/perfect-hishers-valentines-day-gift.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04HQX48eip7ImA9WhRUGU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-423234253759607655</id><published>2012-01-30T23:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:18:50.072+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-30T23:18:50.072+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mermaids" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bottle opener" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sea change" /><title>House Cooling Mermaid</title><content type="html">Today I received a beautiful gift from my friend and neighbour Marg. We have been neighbours and pals for about 5 years now, and often share an even beverage in our respective pocket handkerchief sized yards in the inner city.&lt;br /&gt;
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My partner and I&amp;nbsp; decided to throw in inner city life, for one on the coast where we can grow our fruit and veg and generally chill out a bit more. It's got its advantages, it's got its disadvantages, but on balance we love it. So we have finally severed our residential ties with the city and sold our house. Up in the big smoke to pack up our goods and chattels, Marg and I were having one of our said evening beverages when she gave me this:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLnkkeWJUI0/TySOTgUBFmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wE6hOq1iRlA/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLnkkeWJUI0/TySOTgUBFmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wE6hOq1iRlA/s320/photo.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't she absolutely gorgeous? Marg said she needed a home closer to the sea.&amp;nbsp; Thanks hon, she will be much loved, and used often. Here she is in the big smoke waiting to go south and wiggle her tail in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-423234253759607655?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/fuGJ0xzvC64" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/423234253759607655/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=423234253759607655&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/423234253759607655?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/423234253759607655?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/fuGJ0xzvC64/house-cooling-mermaid.html" title="House Cooling Mermaid" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLnkkeWJUI0/TySOTgUBFmI/AAAAAAAAAMY/wE6hOq1iRlA/s72-c/photo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/house-cooling-mermaid.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQMRnc4cCp7ImA9WhRbEEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-4965454931295414577</id><published>2012-01-30T23:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T12:39:47.938+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-01T12:39:47.938+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sarah ball" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="anthropologie" /><title>Happy House Cooling to Me or But what's it got to do with food, Part 1)</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbrt4K_6Wxk/TyaHwsOqPdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9xTkHAO68ik/s1600/6a00d8358081ff69e201630049d3c3970d-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbrt4K_6Wxk/TyaHwsOqPdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9xTkHAO68ik/s320/6a00d8358081ff69e201630049d3c3970d-800wi.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What can I say? I'm moving away from my beloved house of 12 years. While packing up, and&amp;nbsp; trawling around my fave blogs, I found this at &lt;a href="http://abeautifulmess.typepad.com/my_weblog/2012/01/10-things-i-love-dress-up-edition.html" target="_blank"&gt;A Beautiful Mess&lt;/a&gt;, who found it at &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/index.jsp" target="_blank"&gt;Anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;. It's from print artist &lt;a href="http://studentaffairs.stonybrook.edu/sac/gallery_ball.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;Sarah Ball&lt;/a&gt; from Natchez, Mississippi. I had to have it as a memory. (Good justification, huh)&lt;br /&gt;
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What's it got to do with food? Well, I'll eat while wearing it, and probably drop my dinner down its front. That's what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-4965454931295414577?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/OWNUhmM26_g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/4965454931295414577/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=4965454931295414577&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4965454931295414577?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/4965454931295414577?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/OWNUhmM26_g/happy-house-cooling-to-me.html" title="Happy House Cooling to Me or But what's it got to do with food, Part 1)" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hbrt4K_6Wxk/TyaHwsOqPdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/9xTkHAO68ik/s72-c/6a00d8358081ff69e201630049d3c3970d-800wi.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-house-cooling-to-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMBQ3Y4fCp7ImA9WhRUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-3843018621981461066</id><published>2012-01-29T20:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:14:12.834+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-29T20:14:12.834+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thai green curry" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bamboo shoots" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="odors" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Marion's Kitchen" /><title>Bamboo shoot pong</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXOs-pbACNA/TyUMLME1qZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KB-T_9btVrs/s1600/MK_thai_green_cury.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXOs-pbACNA/TyUMLME1qZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KB-T_9btVrs/s320/MK_thai_green_cury.png" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There's something about the odour of bamboo shoots I just can't stomach. Don't know why but every time I have them, I get a whiff before putting them in my mouth and that whiff puts me right off. I googled it, as you do, to see if I was alone or not. It &lt;a href="http://chowhound.chow.com/topics/609641" target="_blank"&gt;appears&lt;/a&gt; I'm not the &lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20071220012414AA1x7U5" target="_blank"&gt;only one&lt;/a&gt;. I don't have an aversion to strong smelling food, but there's just something about them that turns my stomach. There's a whole lot of people &lt;a href="http://mykeuken.blogspot.com/2010/12/bamboo-shoots-side-dish.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; who also don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;
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My latest run-in with them came while test driving the Marion's Kitchen's &lt;a href="http://marionskitchen.com.au/food-range/" target="_blank"&gt;Green Thai Curry&lt;/a&gt;. It was all going swimmingly. The curry paste was fragrant, the dried additions were zingy... And then the pouch of bamboo shoots had to go in. I'd never actually realised before that it was THAT SMELL that I didn't like about quite a bit Thai food. I did what Marion told me and added it. Didn't rinse them, just put them in, but somehow now they are overriding all the other deliciousness I had before.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not having a go Marion, honest, I think what you've done is great. Much nicer than anything else out there, but oh god, I desperately wish I hadn't added that pouch of BS. Water chestnuts? Maybe. But really, I don't think Marion's kit needs that fourth pouch. The product is good enough. Make it a vegetable suggestion, but please, don't make it compulsory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-3843018621981461066?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/as_hK8nUesY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/3843018621981461066/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=3843018621981461066&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/3843018621981461066?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/3843018621981461066?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/as_hK8nUesY/bamboo-shoot-pong.html" title="Bamboo shoot pong" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VXOs-pbACNA/TyUMLME1qZI/AAAAAAAAAMg/KB-T_9btVrs/s72-c/MK_thai_green_cury.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/bamboo-shoot-pong.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEIDRno9eCp7ImA9WhRUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-7511070973434785448</id><published>2012-01-23T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T23:42:57.460+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T23:42:57.460+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sydney" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Clover Moore" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="NYC" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food trucks" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="LA" /><title>Food trucks be damned ~ Half baked potatoes and some taco's (sic)</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/jwuhf9J6lHs/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwuhf9J6lHs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwuhf9J6lHs&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Random is right. Oh for fuck's sake, Sydney. The government sanctioned, highly licensed, let's do it by tender for the good of the city, food truck. You've missed the point. And I quote "Trends evolving into concepts." What a load of rubbish. Does this city have an original idea in its head? Remember &lt;a href="http://www.harryscafedewheels.com.au/Home.aspx?element=1&amp;amp;category=1" target="_blank"&gt;Harry's Cafe de Wheels&lt;/a&gt;. It was our first food truck, and now the same city has ensured there's not a wheel in sight at Harry's.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everybody in this video appears to be preparing their food in a restaurant kitchen. Oh, of course, that would be the audition. Not a food truck in sight. So is the city providing the truck? And good luck with parking in this burg.&lt;br /&gt;
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And you know, it's not about NYC, it's actually about immigrant groups in LA finding a way of serving inexpensive but good food to folks of their homeland, or if they're not from the homeland, at least they like eating.&amp;nbsp; And they were convenient. The trucks were regularly moved on. It was kind of secret, it was about exploration, and throwing caution to the wind, and finding something 'other'. And finding great inexpensive food.&lt;br /&gt;
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Will an Ethiopian/Sudanese/Greek/Maltese/whatever cabbie feel good about going to one of these places? Can they afford it? That's who these things should be for. Jeez, remember the kebab/donut van.&lt;br /&gt;
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This all looked pretty My Food Truck Rules to me. Thank god there's an app. And I'm so pleased it has the impramateur of the Daily Tele. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;
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But rest assured, all will be okay. Apparently the city has a &lt;a href="http://www.sydneymedia.com.au/html/4793-late-night-food-on-the-go.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Late Night Economy Manager&lt;/a&gt;. And the people who have chosen which food trucks will be parked on the bike path are mainly journalists. We are in safe hands.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't get me wrong. Food trucks ~ go forth and multiply. Take loaves and fishes into the 'burbs. Park outside the local Meriton building on Friday night, but please don't become an overpriced restaurant on wheels in George Street or the Rocks, or you've missed the point.&lt;br /&gt;
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Will the trucks be going any further west than Chinatown? Nothing should be over 10 bucks. And please, could the Late Night Economy Manager&amp;nbsp; ensure that the apostrophe in more than one taco is removed!&lt;br /&gt;
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Melbourne, at this point, is laughing its head off. Sorry for the rant, but I hate to see a good thing dumbed down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-7511070973434785448?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/vz5BoJF3Nsw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7511070973434785448/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=7511070973434785448&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7511070973434785448?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7511070973434785448?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/vz5BoJF3Nsw/food-trucks-be-damned-half-baked.html" title="Food trucks be damned ~ Half baked potatoes and some taco's (sic)" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/food-trucks-be-damned-half-baked.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIAQHY6fyp7ImA9WhRUEkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-5577740194589460897</id><published>2012-01-23T11:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T12:02:21.817+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T12:02:21.817+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="product of australia" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="melamine in milk" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Made in china" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fish sauce" /><title>We are not alone</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://green-buzz.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Made_in_China-www.familysecuritymatters.org_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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It seems to me that the most printed three words in the English language must be "Made In China" (MiC if you're texting) or "Product of China." Not just traditional Asian food products and non-edible items, but just about everything ~ food, appliances, clothing ~ being the big three. I certainly try and avoid many Chinese foodstuffs, particularly after the great &lt;a href="http://www.foodstandards.gov.au/scienceandeducation/factsheets/factsheets2008/melamineinfoodsfromchina/" target="_blank"&gt;melamine in the milk episode&lt;/a&gt; which until&amp;nbsp; this very moment, I didn't realise included &lt;a href="http://collaboration.cadbury.com/allaboutus/ourbrands/featurebrands/Pages/Eclairs2.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Cadbury's Eclairs&lt;/a&gt;! And in the realm of chain store clothing, it's almost impossible to find an item that doesn't contain those three words, including our 'very own' &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/btn/story/s2508250.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Bond's&lt;/a&gt;. And for crying out loud, it appears that even eBay has been overrun with products located in China. (Beware the postage rort.)&lt;br /&gt;
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So how to avoid it, if that's your inclination. Well, food's not too hard. Keep anything processed to a minimum. Be vigilant around fresh food labelling. And I'm not singling out China here. I don't want an American lemon for crying out loud! Australian laws require fresh fruit and veg to display country of origin.&amp;nbsp; It gets tricky when&amp;nbsp; you're buying an Australian manufactured product made from "local and imported ingredients". &lt;br /&gt;
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Clothes ~ a no-brainer, buy vintage. It's cheaper, cuter, and utilises an existing resource. A lot of the labels will still be intact, and you'll be able to find out what CITY it was made in. Whatever your style, you'll be able to do it. And if you think you've got no style, I guarantee you'll find it.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have nothing against something being from somewhere else, per se. Let's face it, an exquisite &lt;a href="http://www.vastarvet.se/kulturvast_templates/Kultur_ArticlePage.aspx?id=45847" target="_blank"&gt;bohus&lt;/a&gt; jumper from Sweden, is all the more beautiful because it comes from well... Sweden. But therein lies the difference. Provenance.&amp;nbsp; I will seek out Vietnamese fish sauce (it's different to Thai fish sauce) and when I find it, I rather hope it was produced in Vietnam. And curry powder. Happy for it to be made in India.&amp;nbsp; Hey, happy to buy oyster sauce from China. Provenance.&amp;nbsp; (As an aside though, I've always wondered by some clever dick didn't start making it here in Australia when our oysters looked too ugly for public consumption one year.) But orange juice, where sometimes the only Australian component is the bottle and the water. What's with that? I just went through my pantry reading labels, and now I'm curious as to exactly what "Product of Australia" actually means...&lt;br /&gt;
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Now I know, courtesy of the &lt;a href="http://www.betterhealth.vic.gov.au/bhcv2/bhcarticles.nsf/pages/Food_labels_explained" target="_blank"&gt;Victorian state government&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;‘Product of Australia’ means that significant ingredients must come from Australia and most of the processing should happen here too. A ‘Made in Australia’ statement may only mean that the food was ‘substantially transformed’ here and that a certain proportion of the production costs were incurred here. These definitions are currently under review.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hmm, that last sentence intrigues me. Are they 'under review' in a good way? And what are those unempirical terms 'significan' and 'substantially transformed' mean?&lt;br /&gt;
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Or should I just put this away, forget about where it was made, and concentrate on HOW it was made? Treatment of labor force, safety in workplace, right to organise. It's a minefield I tell you. And if I'm going to be a good citizen, more research is definitely required.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-5577740194589460897?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/wj3YuqeXeZ0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5577740194589460897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=5577740194589460897&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/5577740194589460897?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/5577740194589460897?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/wj3YuqeXeZ0/we-are-not-alone.html" title="We are not alone" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HCA1Zdo-S4g/TxywZHDzZmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/nMC7ifG4Bb4/s72-c/eee7.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-are-not-alone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUENQHgycSp7ImA9WhRUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-7544874698785323972</id><published>2012-01-22T12:48:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:34:51.699+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T18:34:51.699+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hunger" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advertising" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="spam" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Costa Concordia" /><title>Killing a number of birds</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8C9GVTsmP4/TxtplIU12EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EI-g5V6n8DU/s1600/Advertising.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8C9GVTsmP4/TxtplIU12EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EI-g5V6n8DU/s400/Advertising.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here's what happens when you get randomly generated advertising combined with bullshit spammy promotions. (I include this post on this blog because spam used to be considered food). While playing a word game via facebook, these two images popped up on the bottom of my screen.&amp;nbsp; How random! And how hideous. And there' s probably not even an actual person responsible. What is one supposed to do with it?&lt;br /&gt;
a.&amp;nbsp; Make a donation before taking off on the luxury scoff-fest cruise,&lt;br /&gt;
b.&amp;nbsp; See if said luxury cruise is available to the Horn of Africa&lt;br /&gt;
c.&amp;nbsp; Hope like hell cruise captain doesn't have mullet, is a coward and flirts his away across the high seas.&lt;br /&gt;
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I think b, don't you. The luxury cruise to the Horn could be then attacked by pirates, money and food taken from ship could assist hunger crisis, and cruise ship line could think about whether to pay ransome for mullet-headed captain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-7544874698785323972?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/NbVn9QSpMrA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7544874698785323972/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=7544874698785323972&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7544874698785323972?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7544874698785323972?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/NbVn9QSpMrA/killing-number-of-birds.html" title="Killing a number of birds" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O8C9GVTsmP4/TxtplIU12EI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EI-g5V6n8DU/s72-c/Advertising.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/killing-number-of-birds.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0IARnoyeip7ImA9WhRWGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-7615871867611943082</id><published>2012-01-07T12:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T12:59:07.492+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-07T12:59:07.492+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="futurist cook book" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="popcorn shoots" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marinetti" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="obscure ingredients" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="basil-fed snails" /><title>Back to the Future?</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U30RXaMwFLU/TweeqhG6WUI/AAAAAAAAALw/O0Jmqtls1-E/s1600/51fPARdFxnL._SL500_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U30RXaMwFLU/TweeqhG6WUI/AAAAAAAAALw/O0Jmqtls1-E/s320/51fPARdFxnL._SL500_.jpg" width="249" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ingredients, techniques and products I can live without in 2012&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.gilttaste.com/products/83405715-mikuni-wild-harvest-basil-fed-snails" target="_blank"&gt;Basil-fed snails&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.sunsprout.co.nz/cms/index/74" target="_blank"&gt;Popcorn shoots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://aeroshots.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Aero shots&lt;/a&gt; ~ a breathable&amp;nbsp; Caffeine and Vitamin mix in an inhaler in packing that a cross betwen an asthma inhaler and a bullet.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The first from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/VOLT-ink-Recipes-Stories-Brothers/dp/1616281618/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1325898457&amp;amp;sr=8-1" target="_blank"&gt;Volt ink&lt;/a&gt;, the second in &lt;a href="http://www.gingerboy.com.au/html/cook-books-F9.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;Gingerboy&lt;/a&gt;, the third, a product I think the world might be better off without &lt;br /&gt;
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And I never want to hear the word &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sous-vide" target="_blank"&gt;sous-vide&lt;/a&gt; again!&lt;br /&gt;
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The  &lt;a href="http://metropolism.com/features/the-futurist-manifesto/" target="_blank"&gt;Futurist Cook Book&lt;/a&gt; is starting to look not so silly after all. Let's face it, it's only a matter of time before&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Diabolical Roses&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;/strong&gt;Red roses, battered and deep-fried) turn up on a menu or Master Chef... Proposed as a side dish or contorni, I can actually imagine them as a desert or sweetmeat, in a fine tempura batter with icing sugar and a rose petal confit on a big white plate... NO, what am I saying. Further interrogation of La Cucina Futurista is definitely required. A Futurist dinner party may be in order. Oh, the irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-7615871867611943082?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/lxC36o6tLSw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7615871867611943082/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=7615871867611943082&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7615871867611943082?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7615871867611943082?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/lxC36o6tLSw/back-to-future.html" title="Back to the Future?" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U30RXaMwFLU/TweeqhG6WUI/AAAAAAAAALw/O0Jmqtls1-E/s72-c/51fPARdFxnL._SL500_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-to-future.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDQnw5fip7ImA9WhRVEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-7393091002299325095</id><published>2012-01-05T13:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:34:33.226+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T14:34:33.226+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cook books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ingredients" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gingerboy restaurant" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="garfish" /><title>Gingerboy's pantry</title><content type="html">I am just in the process of indexing gingerboy for for &lt;a href="http://www.eatyourbooks.com/" target="_blank"&gt;eat your books&lt;/a&gt; and am up to the Crispy Yellow Curry-Marinated Garfish with cucumber and cherry tomato salad, which I am advised serves four as part of a&amp;nbsp; Shared Plate meal. So let's face it, this is not a grand main course, you'll want to be cooking a couple of dishes like this. But it has THIRTY-SIX ingredients, count them 36! I'm sorry, that's just plain silly. Even one of the cocktails has 10 ingredients. Somehow, I don't think I'm&amp;nbsp; going to be cooking much from this after all. And the combination of the book's design, which I had thought was mysterious, is now starting to appear plain old menacing.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;UPDATE: &amp;nbsp;I just need to vent....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This book is going to be the cooking equivalent of Stephen Hawking's Brief History of Time... Everyone's going to have it and no one's going to use it. It is SO obtuse! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;You know the sort of book... Take a cup of the marinade on page 262, add it to a pork fillet, then make the salad which also has components from pages 260, 282, 127... You get the idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Already one recipe has 36 ingredients... including popcorn shoots. I mean, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-7393091002299325095?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/tEjrZJlgQ8I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7393091002299325095/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=7393091002299325095&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7393091002299325095?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7393091002299325095?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/tEjrZJlgQ8I/gingerboys-pantry.html" title="Gingerboy's pantry" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2012/01/gingerboys-pantry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkEERns4cSp7ImA9WhRQE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-3695075661168225240</id><published>2011-12-08T17:08:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T17:10:07.539+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-08T17:10:07.539+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sugar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="menus" /><title>Pretentious menus</title><content type="html">Oh, Paul, thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;
For those of you who haven't read &lt;a href="http://forums.egullet.org/index.php?%2Ftopic%2F97032-site-with-fake-pretentious-dish-names%2Fpage__p__1351256&amp;amp;#entry1351256"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, please do.&lt;br /&gt;
This would be the 'Sweet Triage', surely. &lt;br /&gt;
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And don't forget the Pinot Noir&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-7709544249590421886?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/0YgYGwAYEYY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/7709544249590421886/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=7709544249590421886&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7709544249590421886?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/7709544249590421886?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/0YgYGwAYEYY/i-know-thanksgiving-has-come-and-gone.html" title="I know Thanksgiving has come and gone..." /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-know-thanksgiving-has-come-and-gone.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEADRnk5fip7ImA9WhRQE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-2688703369494813109</id><published>2011-12-08T14:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T14:59:37.726+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-08T14:59:37.726+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tamarind" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photography" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="meatballs" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cook books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bill's Everyday Asian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="asian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BIll Granger" /><title>Bill's Everyday Asian ~ Meatballs with a tamarind glaze</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCP7U-HSm3I/TuA0716t4iI/AAAAAAAAALI/qQq-JRI-06I/s1600/DSC_9540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mCP7U-HSm3I/TuA0716t4iI/AAAAAAAAALI/qQq-JRI-06I/s320/DSC_9540.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;light flavoured oil, to brush and drizzle&lt;br /&gt;
600g beef mince&lt;br /&gt;
1 tablespoon finely shopped ginger&lt;br /&gt;
3 tablespoons coriander leaves&lt;br /&gt;
1 small red onion, grated&lt;br /&gt;
1 tablespoon soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;
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Preheat the oven to 240 dedgrees celsius and brush a large roasting tray with oil. Put the mince, ginger, coriander, onion and soy sauce in a large bowl and season with sea salt and freshly ground black pepper. Use your hands to mix the ingredients together until well combined, then roll heaped tablespoons of the mixture into balls. Put the meatballs in the prepared tray, drizzle over a litle extra oil and roast for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Remove the tray from the oven, pour a third of the&amp;nbsp; glaze over the meatballs and return the tray to the over to roast for a further 5 minutes. Repeat this step and roast for a further 2 miutes. Repeat once more before serving with steamed rice and steamed Asian greens.&lt;br /&gt;
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Serves 4-8&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Tamarind glaze&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2 tablespoons light flavoured oil&lt;br /&gt;
2 tablespoons tamarind paste&lt;br /&gt;
200 ml honey&lt;br /&gt;
4 tablespoons lime juice&lt;br /&gt;
1 tablespoon soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;
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Place the oil, tamarind paste, honey, 3 tablespoons water, lime juice and soy sauce in a small saucepan over the medium heat. Bring to the boi and simmer for 4 minutes. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;
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An afterword:&amp;nbsp; One thing I cannot stand on food blogs is badly photographed food. And I'm here to tell you I'm no photographer. So... I'll let other people's work (legally of course) do the photographic talking. This gorgous pic was taken by Kevin Connors, and I thought it lent a nice 'feel' to the recipe.&amp;nbsp; I found it &lt;a href="http://www.morguefile.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Found at &lt;a href="https://www.iconoculture.com/US/Index.aspx"&gt;iconoculture&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.mademoisellechichi.com/"&gt;Mademoiselle Chi Chi&lt;/a&gt; is a new clothing line made from powdered milk. Developed by a Hanover microbiologist and fashion designer in partnership with the Bremen Fibre Institute, the cloth, called Qmilch, is reported to have positive effects on the skin.&lt;br /&gt;
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The milk powder is mixed together with other ingredients in a type of meat grinder to produce a fibre that is made into yarn and then into a silky cloth to produce dresses with a luxury feel (and priced around €150-$200).  &lt;br /&gt;
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Bio-materials have an advantage over organic materials, which are limited in supply and could become scarce and expensive on the international market. The process alone could help to create more breakthroughs in the fashion industry, which is searching for cheaper and more environmentally friendly fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;
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Sister company &lt;a href="http://www.milkotex.com/"&gt;Qmilch&lt;/a&gt; has ambitions to take the fabric into other lines, including bed linens, T-shirts and automobile seats.&lt;br /&gt;
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WHAT THIS MEANS TO BUSINESS &lt;br /&gt;
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Consumers are increasingly aware of the impact of the fashion industry on the environment and are keen to find alternatives to cheap throwaway goods.&lt;br /&gt;
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Luxury is often undervalued in green products: Those that combine ethics and aesthetics will resonate with affluent consumers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Now, I haven’t read deeply into the ins and outs of the fibre production but… It’s called a bio-material, and according to iconoculture has an advantage over an organic material…(as above). But am I missing something. Isn’t milk an organic material… produced by um… cows, eating pasture, on land?&lt;br /&gt;
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I can just see it, high end fashion labels touting fabric from award winning jersey cows.&lt;br /&gt;
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Fascinating stuff.</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/bCNU9TrbiRk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bCNU9TrbiRk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bCNU9TrbiRk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been a fan of Harris Salat and his &lt;a href="http://www.japanesefoodreport.com/"&gt;Japanese Food Report&lt;/a&gt; for a long time. In fact, Harris very kindly helped me when I was searching for a way to replicate a miso marinated camembert (don't knock it til you try it!) I'd had at &lt;a href="http://www.emon.com.au/"&gt;Emon&lt;/a&gt;, a Japanese restaurant in Sydney. Harris writes &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&amp;field-keywords=Harris+Salat&amp;x=0&amp;y=0"&gt;cook books&lt;/a&gt; as well as blogs, and he posted this little ripper the other day, and took the words right out of my mouth. 'Everything you wanted to know about Panko breadcrumbs but were afraid to ask.' Thanks Harris.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-2480631859007423425?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/MXTPqQarnuE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2480631859007423425/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=2480631859007423425&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/2480631859007423425?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/2480631859007423425?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/MXTPqQarnuE/who-woulda-thunk-it-fascinating-stuff.html" title="Who woulda thunk it? Fascinating stuff." /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2011/12/who-woulda-thunk-it-fascinating-stuff.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkAHQXs6eCp7ImA9WhRQEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-2943939702074255608</id><published>2011-12-06T18:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T19:05:30.510+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-06T19:05:30.510+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="miso" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maple syrup" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="plum vinegar" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sweet potato" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sesame seeds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mirin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tahini" /><title>First, catch your sweet potato</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHRIhXM6yiw/Tt3KGgW5m7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uQRh-j2RRQU/s1600/00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHRIhXM6yiw/Tt3KGgW5m7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uQRh-j2RRQU/s200/00051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682920517925444530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If A = Sweet Potato &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B = Yellow miso, tahini, mirin, maple syrup, plum vinegar, water mixed to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C = sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A (cut in cubes and baked til cooked through ) + B (poured over top) + C (toasted and sprinkled) = a D-licious quick dinner, or a great side dish with some sort of Asian inspired grilled meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And leftover B can be kept in the fridge for a few days. It improves over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on its own, it's V* &amp; VV**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;**Vegan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have plum vinegar, use rice vinegar, or even sherry vinegar. If you don't have maple syrup, use honey or your favourite sugar. Really, you just need the miso  and the tahini (1/3 cup of each), and you can play around with your other ingredients as you wish. Just don't be heavy handed at the beginning, so you can adjust the all important balance as you go. Would be delicious on pumpkin or parsnip as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-2943939702074255608?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/hwWU2nniD2M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/2943939702074255608/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=2943939702074255608&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/2943939702074255608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/2943939702074255608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/hwWU2nniD2M/first-catch-your-sweet-potato.html" title="First, catch your sweet potato" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LHRIhXM6yiw/Tt3KGgW5m7I/AAAAAAAAAKs/uQRh-j2RRQU/s72-c/00051.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-catch-your-sweet-potato.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EAQXc-cSp7ImA9WhRQEU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-6693213558797609118</id><published>2011-12-06T12:36:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T12:40:40.959+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-06T12:40:40.959+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cheese" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="games" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fonts" /><title>Ready for some time in the playpen?</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4RL7Cj_zxAs/Tt1yMZuoqBI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5uO11a8RcyI/s1600/cheeseorfont.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMYY4zMup70/Tt1ucfzzItI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Cj5GMdbgRdE/s200/Hallway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682819740665586386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  This is the message I see when I log in to &lt;a href="http://eatyourbooks.com"&gt;eatyourbooks.com&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;“Welcome… you have 413 cookbooks, 2 magazines, 7 blogs and 46,317 recipes on your Bookshelf.”&lt;br /&gt;I find that very comforting. Now I just need somewhere to put them. But seriously, I now use a lot more of the 413 books than I ever did before. If you’ve got a problem with ‘Just saying no’ to a new book, you need this site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.chefsarmoury.com/"&gt;Chef’s armoury&lt;/a&gt;. This store in Sydney thrills me to my tabi socks. Japanese food products, the most glorious barbecues and binchotan charcoal, knives, books. It’s a tiny wee place, but packed with great expertise and quality products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.sbs.com.au/food/feastpreview"&gt;feast magazine&lt;/a&gt;. New from our broadcaster SBS this year. It’s a cracker of mag and I hope it flourishes. Take out a subscription now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where I live being named the winner of the &lt;a href="http://100milechallenge.com.au/the-south-coast-won-the-day-and-here-are-the-winning-dishes/"&gt;100 mile food challenge&lt;/a&gt; at the Crave Festival. It’s an abundant part of the world, with award winning dairy, citrus dripping off the trees, oysters, mud crab and fish to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 .&lt;a href="http://www.arta.net.au/"&gt;Jimmy’s Atta flour&lt;/a&gt;. Glorious for &lt;a href="http://www.arta.net.au/recipes/flat-breads/http://www.arta.net.au/recipes/flat-breads/"&gt;making flatbreads&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Eating at Hellenic Republic. Check out the menu &lt;a href="http://www.hellenicrepublic.com.au/hellenic_republic_lunch_and_dinner_menu"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and when you’re next in Melbourne, be sure to rustle up at least three other people, and go for dinner. You’ll need company so you can taste everything on the menu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My local op shop and market for arcane utensils, including the &lt;a href="http://www.angusf.com/2011/09/20/food-glamorizer/"&gt;Food Glamorizer&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.angusf.com"&gt;Angusf&lt;/a&gt; appears to have one too. It’ll be a very retro Christmas with a bit of assistance from this little treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  And just when you thought there couldn't be any more, new and wonderful cook books. And a high Australian dollar for a while there meant shopping at Amazon &amp; Book Depository was even more fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-5848852119542666224?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/5g0hCKueF70" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/5848852119542666224/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=5848852119542666224&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/5848852119542666224?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/5848852119542666224?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/5g0hCKueF70/these-are-few-of-my-favourite-things.html" title="These are a few of my favourite things… for 2011" /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YMYY4zMup70/Tt1ucfzzItI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Cj5GMdbgRdE/s72-c/Hallway.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2011/12/these-are-few-of-my-favourite-things.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ABSHs5eCp7ImA9WhRQEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-201989001983157679</id><published>2011-12-06T11:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T11:02:39.520+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-06T11:02:39.520+11:00</app:edited><title>Soft serve ice cream, I hear you say...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuiKTITwe9U/Tt1bflab5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zKlCNKSVzpo/s1600/Mechanically%2BSeparated%2BChicken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuiKTITwe9U/Tt1bflab5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zKlCNKSVzpo/s200/Mechanically%2BSeparated%2BChicken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682798902988498658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly. Find out &lt;a href="http://blog.fooducate.com/2009/08/03/guess-whats-in-the-picture-foodlike-substance/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24508994-201989001983157679?l=eatingyear.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~4/eVlp31d7qbY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/feeds/201989001983157679/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24508994&amp;postID=201989001983157679&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/201989001983157679?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24508994/posts/default/201989001983157679?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/feedburner/DGYU/~3/eVlp31d7qbY/soft-serve-ice-cream-i-hear-you-say.html" title="Soft serve ice cream, I hear you say..." /><author><name>kestypes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03838518717919930421</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="22" height="32" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b25/kestypes/CCF30052006_00000.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuiKTITwe9U/Tt1bflab5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/zKlCNKSVzpo/s72-c/Mechanically%2BSeparated%2BChicken.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://eatingyear.blogspot.com/2011/12/soft-serve-ice-cream-i-hear-you-say.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAHSXs5fyp7ImA9WhRRGUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24508994.post-53390926997510893</id><published>2011-12-04T19:27:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T19:35:38.527+11:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-12-04T19:35:38.527+11:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indexes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cook books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="indian cuisine" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eat your books" /><title>If ever a book needed eatyourbooks.com...</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySnGiissAYA/TtsvV4MFd4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/rn-xhG-XHXI/s1600/8174363459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySnGiissAYA/TtsvV4MFd4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/rn-xhG-XHXI/s200/8174363459.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682187407764846466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this one, all 1000 recipes of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a bible of the subcontinent, and we have stumbled across some great dishes in here. In fact, we're making spicy potato stuffed parathas as I write. Why stumbled? Because the index only lists the Indian names for each recipe. Although there is an English title at the head of the recipe, there's no English language index. So if you can't remember exactly what your recipe's called, you haven't got a chapati's chance in Mumbai of finding it. God help you if you can't remember the name of the curry you cooked from it, or you run out of post-it notes! 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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Billl’s Everyday Asian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Harper Collins&lt;br /&gt;
ISBN: 9780732291686&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m not going to include the price, because wherever you are in the world, it could vary.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now… &lt;br /&gt;
There’s a marked difference between the cook book that has grown out of a restaurant and the book which have the definite authorship of a person. This was thrown into sharp focus when I sat down with my cup of Japanese tea (well, it is an Asian cookbook) to thumb my way through Bill Granger’s latest offering. I read somewhere the other day that Bill is being touted as the new Jamie Oliver. Bill’s got a few years on Jamie, and has been around probably longer. And Bill is Bill, he’s a not new anybody. His food to date has been simple, achievable and bloody delicious. Let’s see what his foray into a book devoted to Asian food is going to be like, shall we? His scrambled egg recipe is sublime. Don’t knock it ‘til you try it. Takes scrambled eggs to a whole new plain. And his coconut bread is iconic.&lt;br /&gt;
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The first thing I notice in this book is Bill’s voice. It’s reassuring, interested and helpful. He’s starting to sound like my pin-up boy, Nigel Slater. Maybe it's because he's not a chef, he's a self taught cook. So he gets how we want to, and need to cook... every day.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Design:&lt;/span&gt; Very pretty styling. Swathes of Asian pastels, celadon, duck egg blue, pinks, red lacquer. Mikkel Vang’s photography is clean and zingy like the food. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typeface: &lt;/span&gt;Clear, if not a point or two too small.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bookmarks:&lt;/span&gt; None. It’s not a huge tome, so not really necessary.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Country of origin/Travelability:&lt;/span&gt; Australian, metric only. No alternative ingredient names given for US market. No special ingredients required. Just your basic Asian flavours. Get yourself a bottle of fish sauce, some ginger, coriander, soy sauce (both light &amp;amp; dark), lash out on a wok, and you’re good to go. I live in the country, but there’s not a basic ingredient I can’t find in my local supermarket. As Bill says, approach Asian food in the same way as Italian food. They’re similar. And we don’t think twice about cooking Italian these days.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Text:&lt;/span&gt; Delightful. Welcoming, encouraging, confidence inspiring, and downright chatty. Simple clear directions that won’t frighten a novice cook.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yum factor:&lt;/span&gt; High.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Degree of difficulty: &lt;/span&gt; Low.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Recipe test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meatballs with tamarind glaze&lt;/span&gt; ~ easy, delicious, and the kiddies will like love ‘em. They’re a little bit sweet and sour. And the tamarind glaze lifts the slight bitterness of the bok choy. In fact, I’d make up the glaze just to have on bok choy instead of oyster sauce. And you could make the meatballs with pork, or even chicken. And if you’re in entertaining mode, make up two or three times the amount and serve them with drinks.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Banana batter cake with caramel sauce&lt;/span&gt; ~ Bill calls it an ‘Asian variation on sticky toffee pudding.’ Ooh, yeah. I have to say we had it with cream rather than coconut milk, but the coconut milk would make it ever so tropical. And a great recipe to tinker with… Palm sugar instead of brown, some pineapple on the top with the bananas. That sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;
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And in both of these recipes, you’re not going to kill it by substituting a little bit here or there. That’s the thing about Bill. He wants us to cook, not slavishly replicate. So I suppose he is a little like Jamie in that regard.&lt;br /&gt;
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There’ll definitely be more recipe tests from this volume.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Index:&lt;/span&gt; Good.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I learnt:&lt;/span&gt; Bill predicts Korean food will be ‘the next big thing’.  I actually predict it will be Peruvian food. Want a wager, Bill?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloopers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
There’s no cutlet in the Japanese pork cutlet&lt;br /&gt;
There’s no soy in the Asparagus, chilli, garlic &amp;amp; soy, &lt;br /&gt;
And for crying out loud… There’s no salt in the Salt &amp;amp; pepper whiting. This recipe is also on the Lifestyle Food website, and still no one’s told us how much salt we need. Or am I missing something?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is a welcome addition to Bill’s oeuvre. It’s a lively, joyful collection. I’m filing it under B for Bill, rather than the more anonymous A for Asian on my bookshelves. It’s that personable a book. A place to turn for bold Asian flavours that won’t send your carbon emissions skyrocketing trying to find ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;
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Bring on Bill’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tasty Weekends&lt;/span&gt; book please.&lt;br /&gt;
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And just to get you started, although it’s not in this book, here’s the recipe for the aforementioned coconut bread:&lt;br /&gt;
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Coconut Bread Recipe&lt;br /&gt;
Recipe from Sydney Food by Bill Granger&lt;br /&gt;
2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;
300ml of milk&lt;br /&gt;
1 teaspoon of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;
2 1/2 cups of plain flour&lt;br /&gt;
2 teaspoons of baking powder&lt;br /&gt;
2 teaspoons of cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;
1 cup of caster sugar&lt;br /&gt;
150g of shredded coconut&lt;br /&gt;
75g of unsalted butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;
To serve:  butter and icing sugar&lt;br /&gt;
1. Preheat oven to 180 degrees Celsius and grease and flour a loaf tin.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Sift the flour and baking powder together into a bowl and add the cinnamon, sugar and coconut.  Stir to combine and make a well in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Whisk the eggs, milk and vanilla together and pour into the flour mixture and mix until just combined before adding the melted butter.  Stir until the mixture is smooth, being careful not to overmix.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Pour into the prepared loaf pan and bake for 1 hour or until a cake tester comes out clean.  Leave in the pan to cool for 5 minutes before removing and placing onto a wire rack to cool.&lt;br /&gt;
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