tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post3996452409025696986..comments2024-03-24T17:06:58.902-07:00Comments on Kitchen Connection: STRAIT TO TASMANIA – OR CRY ME A RIVER, YOU TURKEY! Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-31153561282470144532013-09-08T18:11:37.834-07:002013-09-08T18:11:37.834-07:00Somewhere I once read that life evens out over tim...Somewhere I once read that life evens out over time, and I suppose your "roast turkey" was the penalty for the good luck of the rissolle earlier. But you survived. :)<br /><br />Tasmania... I suppose I am as close to it now as I ever will be. Ah, well.Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-38167604783731476322013-08-31T10:06:10.349-07:002013-08-31T10:06:10.349-07:00Back in my schooldays, 'rissoles' were oft...Back in my schooldays, 'rissoles' were often on the lunchtime menu. The average english school of the time was not five-starred for the quality of its cuisine. These 'rissoles' were better known by we pupils as 'arseholes', we were pretty sure they were bum-sphincters carved out at autopsies, and cooked for three weeks before serving. <br /><br />But we had an excellent menu. It was 'whatever comes is lunch'.<br />No second choices, no alternatives. Year after year of that stuff wears you down. I think that to qualify to work in the kitchens, you had to be able to answer to "How long should vegetables be cooked?", "not less than four hours". Correct, you've got the job.<br />Oh. And always leave the caterpillars in the cabbage. <br /><br />During my 16th year upon this planet, I became gravely ill, and was so busy trying to breathe that for about six weeks I ate no solid food whatsoever, then I got a secondary lung infection and for a while left the world altogether. There's a time I have no memories of at all. But someone, my mother, nurses, kept managing to get consomme into me, sip at a time. That and drips, believe me, it was an extreme diet. I'd never carried any fat, so after all that time, I was skeletal. And then, one day,shortly after I died, which is another story, the world came back. I could smell flowers, and the trees outside the hospital, clattering of dropped cutlery, voices. It was amazing, like being reborn, I was alone in a room, with double doors open to a sunlit verandah.<br />I couldn't move, and my skin felt clammy, but after a while, the door into the corridor bashed loudly open and a big bulky woman in a blue dress stared at me. "You want chicken?" <br />I must have nodded. <br />She plonked a steaming plate on my bed table. I could see it. Smell it! Almost taste it. But somehow I couldn't move. No sitting up. No hands or arms. I was as fixed as if I'd been cast in a block of resin.<br />Then a nurse came in. She stared at me too. Then at the meal. <br />"You're awake?"<br />Maybe it was eye-movements, because she nodded. "I'll get the doctor. Who gave you food? You didn't eat any did you?"<br />Don't be silly. I was having to order every heartbeat, breathing was still a major and very painful activity, and besides that, I couldn't move.<br /><br />So she whisked that plate away, steam and aroma and all. Oh god, that was the finest meal in all the known world, and she took it away!<br /><br />Then the doctor came and inspected me, looking a bit surprised that I still existed. And the nurse came back and hooked me up to a drip.<br />And I could still smell that meal.<br /><br />It was the best meal I never had. And it was, probably, given the quality of hospital catering, just like the thing your hotel served you, that so offended. It smelt heavenly.<br />soubriquethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01151288534629885195noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-34157643080171089792013-08-29T13:28:00.171-07:002013-08-29T13:28:00.171-07:00Adullamite...as I explained, quite succinctly I th...Adullamite...as I explained, quite succinctly I thought...I was travelling for business purposes, not pleasure. although I certainly had alot of fun during the trips.<br /><br />As well as being manager of the resort on Hinchinbrook Island I was also the sales/marketing manager. I had no control over where or when the seminars/conferences and tourism expos were held.<br /><br />Nice to see you Adullamite. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-79756150408267832512013-08-29T13:20:12.736-07:002013-08-29T13:20:12.736-07:00Oh! Yes! Those mock potato flakes are disgusting. ...Oh! Yes! Those mock potato flakes are disgusting. I wonder if anyone does still use them.<br /><br />Thanks for popping by, Goatman. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-64190891103576592052013-08-29T11:45:33.645-07:002013-08-29T11:45:33.645-07:00I understand the rissoles and the roast dinners, b...I understand the rissoles and the roast dinners, but I canny understand why anyone would head for the cold south in winter! Are you mad? Head for warmth woman and the rissoles will follow!Adullamitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15537659871829290071noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-75907200523207763512013-08-29T07:06:40.991-07:002013-08-29T07:06:40.991-07:00When we traveled, I was always looking for real ma...When we traveled, I was always looking for real mashed potatoes rather than those flakes of white whatever they would mix up at the eateries. Home cooked is best.goatmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02317617928368945316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-72850099506418010092013-08-28T01:26:14.422-07:002013-08-28T01:26:14.422-07:00Hi RC....you're free to use that term anytime ...Hi RC....you're free to use that term anytime and anywhere you choose...and on anyone you choose! ;)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-59537296626881107292013-08-27T22:42:24.703-07:002013-08-27T22:42:24.703-07:00I must use the phrase, "Cry me a river, you t...I must use the phrase, "Cry me a river, you turkey!" I'm the same way with food cravings. I'm not even a foodie. But once in awhile I Must. Have. Something. Riot Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02725825736285347870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-46278200139187418422013-08-27T18:24:02.704-07:002013-08-27T18:24:02.704-07:00Jerry - Matilda had it all wrapped up!!
Some buck...Jerry - Matilda had it all wrapped up!!<br /><br />Some buck jumped up and ruined it all for her!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-80516906501535590652013-08-27T18:16:35.379-07:002013-08-27T18:16:35.379-07:00Are you still steaming over Matilda winning that d...Are you still steaming over Matilda winning that dance contest with her racy waltz steps/hops?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16349087080262856079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-8178468708088578132013-08-27T18:15:05.300-07:002013-08-27T18:15:05.300-07:00Jerry....I meant to add...I agree with you re your...Jerry....I meant to add...I agree with you re your beef about beef.<br /><br />Similar happens here. When I was at the supermarket last Friday just gone, I filled up a bag with some Kiwifruit...and then I noticed on the sign that they were from Italy!! Immediately, I returned the fruit to the bin from whence they came. <br /><br />Just up around the corner a bit from here where I live...not even a kilometer (.6 miles)away is a local farm...a local grower of Kiwifruit!!Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-20196680189504571762013-08-27T18:01:07.792-07:002013-08-27T18:01:07.792-07:00Jerry...you know very well that I am one of little...Jerry...you know very well that I am one of little tolerance! ;)<br /><br />However, as a disclaimer:<br /><br />No bandy bandicoots or non-threatening Tassie Devils were harmed in any way during the relating of my story; nor were any harmed or threatened during my actual participation in the events that my post describes.<br /><br />But a warning to all roos! <br /><br />Roos will rue the day if they dare hop across my path and hinder my way! Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-35205964474582294872013-08-27T17:54:14.631-07:002013-08-27T17:54:14.631-07:00G'day Serena...it's always great to see yo...G'day Serena...it's always great to see you. I'm glad you enjoy my stories. I've thought about doing what you suggest...but that as far as I ever get...thought. <br /><br />Rissoles are delicious, Serena...not unlike burger patties...but thicker with more seasonings and other goodies added to the ingredients , thereby making them more tasty. You can add finely-diced bacon; grated carrot; grated zucchinis; finely-diced mushrooms - whatever takes your fancy at the time of making them. I put the onions, eggs, the dried soup powder, sauces etc., into my processor so they all come out very blended, making the finished product not overly lumpy...with bits of onion etc., interrupting everything! If you know what I mean! :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-89555141481138379282013-08-27T17:34:59.647-07:002013-08-27T17:34:59.647-07:00I must say that I was rather disappointed with thi...I must say that I was rather disappointed with this account. For after you displaying a tendency toward tolerating bandy-legged coots, I thought for sure that there would be some mention of you partying the night away with at least a couple Tasmanian devils!<br /><br />By the way, one of the most interesting (at least to me) loads that I ever hauled was boxed beef from New Zealand that I picked up at a warehouse on the Tacoma, Washington docks and delivered to a cold storage facility fairly near downtown Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I mean, come on, just how many huge herds of cattle must I have had passed by along the way, and there someone was paying for beef to not only be shipped from New Zealand, but also almost across the entire continental 48 states?Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16349087080262856079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-29657822616563323502013-08-27T17:32:42.686-07:002013-08-27T17:32:42.686-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16349087080262856079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-21526926553395240902013-08-27T17:32:23.145-07:002013-08-27T17:32:23.145-07:00Another wonderful story, Lee. You should give som...Another wonderful story, Lee. You should give some serious thought to putting your stories all together in a book. Seriously.<br /><br />I've never had rissoles, never even heard of them, but now I'm suddenly hungry.:)Serenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00798532682456165053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-69119019767119412792013-08-27T17:07:01.685-07:002013-08-27T17:07:01.685-07:00Hey there Lady Di...good to see you; I hope your b...Hey there Lady Di...good to see you; I hope your back with a no longer sore back! :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-50089450728406269522013-08-27T14:42:02.246-07:002013-08-27T14:42:02.246-07:00One chef a lovely dream and the last a night mare....One chef a lovely dream and the last a night mare. PeaceLady Di Tnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13314994067842063387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-43780443607095546352013-08-27T13:26:05.612-07:002013-08-27T13:26:05.612-07:00Hey Lynn...I think we adopted rissoles along with ...Hey Lynn...I think we adopted rissoles along with our colonial heritage. They (or the recipe) travelled across the wide, blue ocean from Britain to Aussieland on the First Fleet and those thereafter!<br /><br />I'm sure you'd like them.Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-45154316420845694112013-08-27T13:23:49.140-07:002013-08-27T13:23:49.140-07:00Hi Dexter...I was thinking only last night about o...Hi Dexter...I was thinking only last night about one particular room service I had when staying in Melbourne once ...and it was great. I'll give details another time. <br /><br />Nice to see you. :)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-51079281908277869772013-08-27T13:21:31.525-07:002013-08-27T13:21:31.525-07:00I had no choice, Robyn...about the timing of my tr...I had no choice, Robyn...about the timing of my trip...that was when the travel show was on and I had to attend if wanted to spread the good word about the resort on Hinchinbrook Island. I didn't feel the cold, actually. What I found hard to get used to was it got dark so early.Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-35340631032850313122013-08-27T13:16:15.709-07:002013-08-27T13:16:15.709-07:00Cosmo...it is whatever you want and wish to make i...Cosmo...it is whatever you want and wish to make it...the choice is yours to make! ;)Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15835982875620956300noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-50348416438716885432013-08-27T10:34:58.559-07:002013-08-27T10:34:58.559-07:00I'm so glad you got your rissolles! I have ne...I'm so glad you got your rissolles! I have never heard of them before, but they must be delicious.Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-5896049713800233612013-08-27T05:31:50.156-07:002013-08-27T05:31:50.156-07:00I don't think I've ever had a good room se...I don't think I've ever had a good room service experience. I only order if really desperate and even then prefer pizza (hard to screw up). Nothing like a good home cooked meal in a pub though. Brings back some good memories for me too.Dexter Klempererhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09784907794594595648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27914104.post-4651156445508893662013-08-27T03:27:10.228-07:002013-08-27T03:27:10.228-07:00You.Went.To.Tassie.In.JULY??!! That's more th...You.Went.To.Tassie.In.JULY??!! That's more than insanity...more like sadomasochistic! Brrrr...<br /><br />The rissoles sound divine...I adore them. But lamb roast does nothing for me (too much of the stuff while living on the farm, neither the girls nor I have eaten it since), but that so-called roast turkey sounded criminal and an insult to turkeys. How disappointing...I would have cried, too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03503915059334064289noreply@blogger.com