The royal melbourne show is an annual carnival cum circus cum country fair, with show prizes for the best scone, chicken, sheep, dog etc etc. There were chooks that looked like russian countesses, with fur lined snowy white hats and coats, a roomful of sheep with deep manly voices, close your eyes and you'd think it was a roomful of people imitating sheep. The cake icing was delicate, sugar flowers and all that; and all the junk food you can eat - fairy floss, homemade fudge, regular burgers and hotdogs, dagwood dogs aka pluto pups. Taste verdict: there's a reason why crocodile and kangeroo have not replaced lamb or beef, they only taste good with heaps of seasoning. Pluto pups should be put in orbit - they are sausages deepfried in fish and chip batter, eaten with ketchup.
Had an early birthday celebration at a prata place here (and a waiter with a great sense of humour), with a planned gelati crawl after, but a sudden cold snap and too much murtabak meant the crawl is put off to a warmer day.
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Sunday, September 18, 2005 at 4:50 PM
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