The menu for New Year’s Eve 1962 at the Rex Hotel offered Oysters Naturelle or Fruit Cocktail, Sole Bonne Femme, half a Spring Roast Chicken with vegetables in season, followed by Tropical Fruit Salad and Ice Cream.
Even the winemakers at La Gravera can’t name all the grape varieties that make up this mysterious white wine. What they can say is that the vines are more than 125 years old and that they come from a mere 0.95 hectare plot, 400 metres above sea level in northern Catalonia.
It was always going to be a challenge. A weekend of eating and drinking in the company of a group of thirty-somethings. But the lure of Tasmanian sparkling wine and fresh produce was impossible to resist.
Today, Australians are drinking less alcohol, fewer soft drinks and less fruit juice. We’re increasingly turning away from cow’s milk to non-dairy alternatives. We’re drinking more water, coconut water and iced tea. And sports drinks are still going strong.
Is Camp Pie truly Australian? The Oxford dictionary says so, defining it as: (Australian, history) tinned meat. And it certainly has a long (if not glorious) history in this country. But its origins probably lie in the Old Country.
In his book The Ultimate Sandwich, Jonas Cramby cites the French croque, the Swedish smørrebrød, the Chinese bao and the Vietnamese bahn mi, as well as American derivations like the hero, the po’ boy and the mufaletta.
I had a note from Dennis, who was trying to track down the origins of an old brand of custard powder. It’s certainly not as famous as Foster Clark’s. My guess is that it was packed for a grocery chain called Lakins.
The Irish Strawberry Tree, is native to Mediterranean regions like Portugal and Spain, where it’s called the Madroño tree. However, pollen from the plant dating back to 4000BC has been found in Irish bogs and a native population is also found in those chilly northern climes.
A year or so ago, we bought a new stove. It was the only option when we switched from bottled gas to natural gas and our antique stove was deemed unfit for conversion. It was only as we began to use our glamorous new cooker that we realised the import of the old saying “caveat emptor” – let the buyer beware.