Author Archives: chiefprick
Guest Post: School Holidays with a Chance of Meatballs
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
Dive! Dive!: Meeting the Mermaid at a Sixpenny Sunday
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
Taking Some R & R at Osteria di Russo & Russo
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
A Good Time AND a Long Time
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
Smokey and the Bandito
The Pricks took a little detour to the Southern Highlands on the weekend – more about which later – and chanced upon this bit of fantasticness at a Hume Highway rest stop: Would that we also had the Caribinieri’s, shall … Continue reading
Crossing the Great Side-Order Divide: Puffed Potatoes
Forget Arab versus Israeli or Catholic versus Protestant. Really, is there any more vexed question than whether French fries (or chips) are superior to mashed potatoes (or pommes purees if you want to get really fancy about it)? On the … Continue reading
Food, Fads and Freedom
In the Telegraph today, the Prick is taking on the latest anti-meat fad diets – and no, a cheeseburger is not as bad for you as a pack of smokes: Anyone with a degree of skepticism and a memory longer … Continue reading
Swine & Co: Beer Hall Putsch’s Unsatisfying Result
For as long as the Prick can remember the old former banking chamber at 16 O’Connell Street in Sydney’s CBD was home to an outlet of the Disneyfied Bavarian Bier Café mini-chain which until recently sated local office workers’ demands … Continue reading
Check Your Privilege Over Lunch at Rockpool
Readers who have had the (mis)fortune to spend any time around a humanities faculty lately may be familiar with the appalling phrase, “check your privilege”. For the uninitiated – and the Prick is sorry to have to break this to … Continue reading
Don’t Just Stand There, Do Nothing!
My word I’ve been lousy about posting lately, haven’t I? Sorry folks, there have been a number of other non-culinary projects on the boil including painting half of Stately Prick Manor — an experience the Prick found almost meditative but … Continue reading