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Posts from the ‘Food’ Category

let’s talk about Pipe

assassins in the lobbyways

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surf reports:

in your mailbox - every morning

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the restaurant

a californian reisling

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brisbane. the presidential suite

No lights on at night. Nobody home.

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a banking experience

Mick takes it where he finds it in the city.

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graffiti, on the run

shit on a wall

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cooking in a 5 star suite, the reason and the recipe

getting fired, what you can do

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shearers’ fish

The Mulloway

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the golden leaf

One hundred and eighty two women with black hair and delicate ears. Rosebud mouths.

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chinderah cuisine

meet Joyce

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shit on a stick and bubble and squeak with chilli. a recipe.

Surfing never sucks

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acres of babes

How can you fuck up corn chips, cheese and bottled salsa?

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seafood in a mess, over pasta

All done, let's eat, pass the olives, pass the capers, pass the bread.

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foodisthebestshitever

There's people out here who want to eat.

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the sydney fishmarket and eddie obeid

Blame Eddie Obeid, he was an accountant once

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the empty island

clean rifles

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An incident in hong kong.

The trail of the Somerton Man.

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image. being peter troy.

The smell of hot sugar on the roads

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this is how some sessions begin in the carpark

Fragile boards are destroyed in an instant. Some surfers shred all the skin off their hands as they grab at anything that might steady their uncontrolled tumbling amongst the sharp edged stones.
This is The Fear.

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americans, mudcrabs and blessed endings.

Americans in Australia - getting even.

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play the surfer, anywhere

You only own a wave when you're on it, like you only own the air when you breathe it.

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surfing food and women – the bawley pizza

The hidden right that rears up around the headland down there and travels 300 yards to its brutal end against the cliffs. More unforgiving slabs.

But first, dinner.

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fast food – the mexican egg and chip roll

We were sitting around the table in the Rose Bay Hotel with Scoresby and a couple of hard faced Maoris watching the races and waiting on a feed of Singapore noodles, a specialty of Mr. Ngyuen, Charles.
Nice chap Charles, seasons his chips with garlic and chopped chives

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fast food – latkes

He’s using the grill of a Chrysler 300/300c as a grill top, which makes sense, and for his pans he’s got a couple of full moon hubcaps, nicely chromed.

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