Only Just On Topic
My fridge went on a diet
11 Nov 2008 10:07 AM
So I finally sold
my old fridge. At the time of purchase it fit perfectly in my
brand new apartment’s fridge cavity. However, when I moved into a
turn of the century terrace house in Newtown the kitchen was not
only on the small side, the fridge cavity was built for something
more akin to an old ice box than any modern piece of refrigeration
equipment and as such, it had to sit in the dining room, just
outside the kitchen.
The original cost $2400 and the new one cost $2100. I sold the old one for $1800, so that means I paid $600 to loose 60 cm of my fridges waistline and move it to the other side of a 10 cm thick wall. Am I mad? Perhaps. Perfectionist? Definitley. Just to give you an idea on what I’m talking about here’s a picture of each of them side by side.
The original cost $2400 and the new one cost $2100. I sold the old one for $1800, so that means I paid $600 to loose 60 cm of my fridges waistline and move it to the other side of a 10 cm thick wall. Am I mad? Perhaps. Perfectionist? Definitley. Just to give you an idea on what I’m talking about here’s a picture of each of them side by side.
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Hey dude, wanna buy a fridge?
26 Oct 2008 07:15 PM
So I finally got around to listing my
fridge on eBay. Please, please buy it so I can get a smaller one
because I’m sick of having it in my dining room. :D
Auction ends on the 5th of November at 1900hrs AEDST
Auction ends on the 5th of November at 1900hrs AEDST
Feeding You - NEW RSS FEED
27 Aug 2008 07:09 PM
Hi all my loyal readers! Now that I’m
slowly recovering from the recent technical
difficulties I figured now will be a good time to link into
FeedBurner so I can get a few more stats and try and tailor this
blog to suit you!
So, with that in mind I’ve had to get a new RSS link, so please all update your readers, sit back and enjoy the meal.
So, with that in mind I’ve had to get a new RSS link, so please all update your readers, sit back and enjoy the meal.
Burnt Offerings
18 Aug 2008 10:44 PM
So, an apology to all of the loyal
readers of the red whisk. I’ve been suffering some rather nasty
technical difficulties of late but they’re almost all sorted now.
The mail server is still not back to it’s full operational
standards but at least I’ve got the web server working! Please
expect a normal posting schedule to resume shortly.
Also, while I had the chance I just wanted to give a shout out to the 20% of my readers that are from Japan and the 20% of people that are viewing my website from iPod touches... Hi :)
Also, while I had the chance I just wanted to give a shout out to the 20% of my readers that are from Japan and the 20% of people that are viewing my website from iPod touches... Hi :)
A Burnt Sausage
Mmmmm... Artificial!
08 Aug 2008 12:36 AM
It
seemed for a while everyone in Sydney had the flu quite badly. It
got bad, then better and then all of a sudden it would hit back
with vengeance for all of the cough syrup and chicken soup that you
threw at it. I was sick for almost two months!
My chesty cough was Benadryl Chesty Forte with a new berry flavour. Mostly because it was the only one I could find that was non-drowsy at any of the pharmacies I went to. Benadryl is Australia’s number one choice too, or at least it is according to the website. I was never sure if it actually made a difference scientifically or if it was just a placebo but from time to time the cough did seem a little less than with out it.
Luckily I had a chesty cough and not a dry cough. The dry cough Benadryl is a disgusting butter-menthol flavour. Who likes butter-menthol anyway and why make cough syrup even worse than it is?
As for the flavour, still try and wash this stuff down quickly but the initial shock you get from normal cough syrups isn’t there with this stuff. Don’t get me wrong though, its still bad but not what you remember from being a kid. The pain hits your sour taste buds at the back and to the sides of your tongue and then the bitter right at the back.
My chesty cough was Benadryl Chesty Forte with a new berry flavour. Mostly because it was the only one I could find that was non-drowsy at any of the pharmacies I went to. Benadryl is Australia’s number one choice too, or at least it is according to the website. I was never sure if it actually made a difference scientifically or if it was just a placebo but from time to time the cough did seem a little less than with out it.
Luckily I had a chesty cough and not a dry cough. The dry cough Benadryl is a disgusting butter-menthol flavour. Who likes butter-menthol anyway and why make cough syrup even worse than it is?
As for the flavour, still try and wash this stuff down quickly but the initial shock you get from normal cough syrups isn’t there with this stuff. Don’t get me wrong though, its still bad but not what you remember from being a kid. The pain hits your sour taste buds at the back and to the sides of your tongue and then the bitter right at the back.
Benadryl Chesty Forte - Berry
Flavour
Packing. You're doing it wrong
03 May 2008 08:40 AM
I've just moved house which is a
traumatic and difficult experience at the best of times - this time
though I had a really bad flu while I was packing and bronchitis
while I was moving. Nasty stuff. Worst of all, my new fridge
doesn't fit in the kitchen! Although it makes a lovely talking
point in the dining room! If anyone knows someone that's looking
for a brand new Iridium
Stainless-steel Fisher and Paykle water/ice-making fridge, get
in touch, it's only two months old!
Fisher and Paykle 519L Fridge for
Sale
I' like to say it was entirely due to
the fact I was sick, but unfortunately, this is how I usually pack
to move house, turning my kitchen draws upside down over a box,
taping it up and dealing with the mess at the other end. Just watch
out for the steak-knives!
Box of cutlery and utensils from my
last house move
There's a Party in my Tummy
30 Jan 2008 12:06 AM
Introduction
15 Aug 2007 05:49 PM
My love of food started when I
realised there was more to food than my Mum’s Monday night chicken
schnitzel with the packet tomato pasta on the side or Wednesday’s
alternate week tacos and burritos or her other four staple dinners
that have since been blocked from memory. Not that her food was bad
or anything it just lacked variety. Nor can I blame her for the
lack of variety either really, being a working mother raising two
teenage boys.
I’ve got a great memories of her valiant efforts in the kitchen, including a couple of attempts at a cake for my 3rd birthday, finally declaring she’s made me a special “Volcano Cake”, complete with red lava icing flowing from the crater in the centre of the sunken chocolate sponge. At 3 years old, I thought I was the luckiest kid on the block.
Not that I haven’t had my own share of dismal failures. Just this week I had to go out and buy breakfast because the crumpets I tried to make from scratch looked somewhat more like an anaemic hockey puck and I have once completely melted a housemates very expensive, gift from his mother, saucepan.
From the lessons my Mum taught me, from both her food failures and her successes (I really did love her sweet-corn fritters and a few other meals she excelled at) I started to explore my own skills and ideas.
I’m by no means a great cook but I do love cooking, besides, the people close to me seem to think I might have at least some talent. So without further a due, I give you The Red Whisk.
I’ve got a great memories of her valiant efforts in the kitchen, including a couple of attempts at a cake for my 3rd birthday, finally declaring she’s made me a special “Volcano Cake”, complete with red lava icing flowing from the crater in the centre of the sunken chocolate sponge. At 3 years old, I thought I was the luckiest kid on the block.
Not that I haven’t had my own share of dismal failures. Just this week I had to go out and buy breakfast because the crumpets I tried to make from scratch looked somewhat more like an anaemic hockey puck and I have once completely melted a housemates very expensive, gift from his mother, saucepan.
From the lessons my Mum taught me, from both her food failures and her successes (I really did love her sweet-corn fritters and a few other meals she excelled at) I started to explore my own skills and ideas.
I’m by no means a great cook but I do love cooking, besides, the people close to me seem to think I might have at least some talent. So without further a due, I give you The Red Whisk.