Posted by Ash Simmonds in News
on 3rd Jul, 2012 | 0 comments
Science finally explains why vegetarians always seem ticked off – turns out one form of vegetarianism may be a disease which may stem from an allergic reaction to meat, perhaps due to being host to parasites.
Once infected by the Lone Star Tick’s saliva, the once content meat-lover becomes allergic to meat, and eventually turns to alternative low-quality sources of fuel such as sugar, vegetables, and grains.
One can only hope the effects wear off before permanent brain damage sets in.
The common effect is a delayed onset of anaphylactic shock, which is interesting in that most food...
Posted by Ash Simmonds in Blog, Featured, Restaurant Reviews
on 26th Jun, 2012 | 0 comments
So this was kind of a big steak day…
Had the day off and was quite hungry, I wasn’t going to be catching up with anyone today so I went and cut off a double-size steak from my ribeye slab, covered it in smoked pink salt flakes and pepper and herbs, and roasted the sucker.
I then proceeded to devour the entire thing in one solid hit, never putting the utensils down…
…except to take a photo.
And then I went caveman on the bones.
Then a few hours later a friend wanted to catch up for a drink, then after a drink she wanted to go to dinner, I told her I’d just eaten the...
Posted by Ash Simmonds in Blog, Recipes
on 20th Jun, 2012 | 0 comments
300g Wagyu scotch fillet steak
2 giant mushrooms
1 rasher of bacon
2 slices of pancetta
A bunch of chicken skin
Here’s the wagyu scotch, $90 bucks a kg, which I guess is somewhat better value than $195/kg…
Rub truffle oil into the ‘shrooms, grill them a bit, cover the inside in mooshed garlic, then a layer of cheese, then the pancetta. Grill in between each of these steps.
Put the cooked steak on the grilled mushroom bun thing.
Cover that in chicken skin and bacon.
If you like it then you better put an egg on it. And some...
Posted by Pippa in Featured, Restaurant Reviews
on 24th Jan, 2011 | 0 comments
The Story of Discoburger
The journey began with the lone warrior stumbling towards the red and yellow halogens in search of nourishment. In her mind she had a dream, a dream of a burger so epic that grown men would fall upon their knees with worship and awe.
As all dreams do, it started with inspiration. Whilst the tender Whopper juices were streaming down her chin she wondered if there was something more. Something more than the Bacon Deluxe. Something more that the petty attempts by mere mortals to simply upsize.
Consumed with a fiery courage delivered by copious amounts of whiskey she strolled...