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So while the Prick breaks through a bit of writer’s block borne of trying to shove more ideas and tangents into a simple restaurant post than a David Foster Wallace novel, how about a little more home cooking? On the … Continue reading →

This isn’t much of a home-cooking site, but here’s a little something I prepared earlier that rates a mention:   Inspiration and initial recipe via Katie at Local Sprouts, this is a fun dish to play with because it involves … Continue reading →

Who says Canberra is boring? Down in the ACT, one poor gent has taken the “prick with a fork” concept a little too far: Canberra doctors removed a 10-centimetre fork from inside an elderly man’s  penis after a bizarre sexual … Continue reading →

Yesterday the Prick went and got in all sorts of trouble because he went and, in the middle of an otherwise perfectly innocuous restaurant post, hanged shit on The Smiths, a band whose many fans apparently form a very tight … Continue reading →

You know that scene in The Simpsons where Principal Skinner yells way too loudly in a cafeteria argument with Mrs Krabappel, “Oh come on, Edna! We both know these children have no future!”, only to have to walk it back … Continue reading →

Remember the case of the Melbourne vegans who almost killed their kitten by inflicting their beliefs on the poor thing? They’re not the only ones: A CAN of Whiskas and a cuddle aren’t all that’s expected of the new-age pet … Continue reading →

Queensland MP Peter Dowling could have saved himself a lot of trouble if he’d just read this site. As anyone who drops by knows, the red wine goes in The Prick — not the other way around!

The Sydney Morning Herald‘s “Good Food” section, 4 May 2013: The next time you feel the urge for fresh Mexican food, just look up. A taco-toting drone may be circling. Researchers at the Darwin Aerospace laboratory in San Francisco have … Continue reading →

Sydneysiders, back me up here: Surry Hills, for all its glories, is also just ever-so-slightly ridiculous. You know what I mean. The blow-in hipsters. The Saturday afternoon Crown Street kaftan parade. It’s all a bit of a scene. Add to … Continue reading →

In his marvellous Momofuku cookbook – treasured even more for the stories than the recipes – David Chang talks about his youthful obsession with ramen and how at one stage it led him from a respectable middle-class life in America … Continue reading →