and attending our first food symposium (almost)
http://www.manningclark.org.au/weekendofideas2005/weekendideas.htm
This weekend just passed we went to Canberra. The usual suspects all piled into the Golf and headed off to our nation's capital for a weekend of (alleged) food, wine and fiat fixing. Lardicos had invited us (it was more coerced really) to help him fix his wog-gold Fiat Regata.
Let me explain, Lardicos is my sisters ex-boyfriend but still good pal and eating and drinking buddy of me and Big Al. He currently resides in Canberra with a whole host of Italian cars most of which are not roadworthy for a large percentage of the time and is notorious for bringing the ethnic flava. (sic-fully)
I think the boys thought that getting the Fiat back on the road from it's current recumbent position at the back of the house, would require no more than perhaps a lazy afternoon's tinkering. They could not have been more wrong. Big Al did not get home until midday Monday when I picked him up from the bus stop at Central. He looked like a bum. He had showered but once in 3 days and motor oil had turned his hair to something resembling straw only without the pleasant freshness. And the Fiat was no closer to running than it had been Saturday afternoon.
So what did MCJ and I get up to whilst they boys were playing? If you have read any of my previous posts and are now thinking "I bet you got drunk and did something crazy like cook a duck on 40 degree day!" you would be partly right, we did get drunk though not straight away.
First, we attended a food symposium (or at least the end of one because we were too busy getting pissed and having lunch to get there on time) It was littered with Australia's A grade foodies. And I'm talking about your Stephanie Alexanders, Gay Bilsons, Margaret Fultons etc here, not your common or garden C or D grade foodies like us, but the real deal. It was quite exciting really to be in such illustrious company.
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