Monthly Archives: April 2014

Pictures of food. Pictures of our dinners. Pictures of stuff we cooked. Are we still doing that? Well, yeah, we are. Or at least this Prick is, because this was pretty damn good: What you’re looking at is a plate … Continue reading →

Followers of the Prick’s Twitter feed will be aware of this site’s sometimes unhealthy obsession with “reality” cooking show My Kitchen Rules. Something about its finely calibrated manic combination of personality disorders, domestic voyeurism, high school politics, and “yeah I … Continue reading →

It has been a good dozen or so years since the Prick first alighted at Kingsford-Smith and it’s fair to say that all things considered and to borrow a phrase, Sydney been berry berry good to me. That said, one … Continue reading →

Like remaking Gene Wilder’s Willy Wonka or letting Michael Bolton cover Otis Redding, the idea of re-inventing, re-creating, re-imagining, or re-anythinging Italian food and restaurant culture is, or should be, a nuclear minefield fraught with horrors one can’t even begin … Continue reading →

Further evidence for the Prick’s long-held belief that dietary “-isms” are the road to ruin and that one should simply eat good food that tastes good: Vegetarians may have a lower BMI and drink alcohol sparingly, but vegetarian diets are … Continue reading →