Those familiar with the blogging scene should know how it accurately reflects Australian society. Its a veritable mirror to our lives. At the moment it is reflecting just how stylishly us Aussies are eating these days. Perhaps its the Master Chef effect. Much like soft porn in music video clips, gastro porn has gone mainstream. It would appear that the humble meat and three veg (boiled) is going the way of the dodo. In the spirit of social Darwinism it has to adapt to the changing conditions. This means it has to plate itself up artistically with a side of rocket salad, topped with feta, balsamic vinegar and pear slices or similar.
As you know, Chez ‘Abulous is awash with style, so much so that it oozes out of any open windows and the cracks under the doors. Our fingers are pulsating with the pulse and my legs are kept smooth by riding on the cutting edge of the envelope. Here’s a snap shot of how we dine at the house with five loos.
If the princesses had their way we would greet each day with spanish omlette followed by pan au chocolat washed down with jugs of sweet apple juice. Much to their disgust they get cereal and fruit. Mind you it’s fancy pants fruit. Their bowls are a swanky party where all the A-listers congregate. Cherries, mangoes, blueberries, bananas – how many more big names do you need girls?
Team ‘Abulous are the quintessential “it” girls about town. Our motto is “have lunch bag will travel”. We never leave the house without this type of arrangement. You will observe the ecologically unfriendly packaging and politically incorrect sugary treats dressed up as health food. I have recently come to the conclusion that Yvonne of The Little Bento Blog (http://littlebentoblog.com/) is a genius. She makes healthy, interesting, portable snacks into an art form.
We are of course ladies who lunch. One of our staples is the classic croque-monsieur. In this case it’s missing the monsieur. There’s croque a plenty to compensate.
Being social butterflies we’re regularly out for lunch. We can often be found in salubrious local establishments like this one.
In my child free days (back in prehistory) McDonalds was the last refuge of the desperate. I would only wander in there after several champagnes on a quest for clean toilets. Those several champagnes would sometimes convince me that ordering a Big Mac and fries was a good idea. After having kids Maccas has again become a destination of desperation. Its out of the sun, air conditioned, has a play area and serves drinkable coffee.
I’m guessing that the frappé is on its way to being passé. Yet here in Chez ‘Abulous it is still classé. Unfortunately one child will often beg for a frappé while the other one demands a smoothie. The only difference between the two beverages is the dairy component. Neither will back down on this issue and I know they do it just to irritate me. Let me tell you its effective. It’s best not to annoy me while I’m wielding a blender.
Team ‘Abulous are dab hands at entertaining. That is because we want our friends to bring their kids around so that they can occupy our own. Thus allowing us to imbibe fine wine and engage in witty banter. Fortunately on these occasions Dadabulous steps up to the BBQ plate as an excellent food pornographer. Last night he turned out this lot. Its a classic BBQ seafood platter with creamy mashed potato and a mango salsa salad. The event starred the Dirk Diggler of barramundis – uncommonly huge. All it needed was a bit of olive oil and a sheath of al foil and it was good to go.
Its amazing how food looks so much more enticing when it comes in a sleek white aerodynamic bowl.
How do things plate up in your household?