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Well, Ed, that's very sweet -- well, except for the fish thing, but I won't complain since you were so nice. :)

I feel like the spotlight needs to be redirected on to Quoll.

So, Q-ey, what's your favorite dish that MrsQ-ey cooks? Do you have a favorite cuisine?
 
Well, Ed, that's very sweet -- well, except for the fish thing, but I won't complain since you were so nice. :)

I feel like the spotlight needs to be redirected on to Quoll.

So, Q-ey, what's your favorite dish that MrsQ-ey cooks? Do you have a favorite cuisine?

I'm reasonably adventurous as far as food goes, unfortunately I'm the only one in the house who is, I'll give almost anything a go, although I do have reservations eating anything that an animal has been thinking with.


I grew up with this recipe and Poss makes it just as good.
Jarred Chops. Sweet & Sour
Ingredients
1½ lb lamb chops
1 tablespoon flour
1 teaspoon sugar
3 tablespoons tomato sauce
2 tablespoons Worcester sauce
1 tablespoon vinegar
1 large cup water
¼ teaspoon pepper
½ teaspoon salt
Directions
Remove superfluous fat from the chops
Roll in flour, with which is mixed sugar, pepper and salt, and place in casserole dish
Mix all liquid ingredients together well, pour over chops
Place in moderate oven for 1¾ hours

You can also add quatered potatoes to this.
It's actually at it's best if you let it cool overnight, remove any fat that has solidified and reheat.
 
Do you have a favorite holiday? Why that one?

What childhood book are you still most fond of? Is this a book you have (or will) pass on to your own children?
 
I particularly like this one.
I have my mum to thank for that one, as well as buggerbumpooppooshit.
Do you have a favorite holiday? Why that one?

Honeymoon aside, The holiday from hell, I went with my sister and brother-in-law and niece and nephew, we had borrowed brother-in-laws fathers car, a big Chrysler Rambler to tow the caravan, we left about midnight to beat the heat, spent our first night in a town 20 mins away, car overheated, sortedthat out and it was fine so long as there weren't any big hills. A few days in and we got caught between two storms and ended up stranded on top of a very large hill waiting for the car to cool down, my five year old niece stepped out of the car and got blown down the hill, mad scramble to catch her. We huddled in the shaking caravan while the two storms met (guess where). once that was over we drove on, swerving around fallen trees and other debris.

We decided to head for the coast for some fishing and relaxing.
Coming down the winding mountain road towards the coast at about three in the morning the lights on the car decided to play up, not go off completely, just go off on the right hand corners (of course the ones where you could see the drop off (if you could actually see)), with nowhere to stop we had little choice but to go on, trying not to turn right too much, (yeah we were shitting ourselves) fortunately my brother-in-law drove for a living and had a pretty good memory of the road.

After that little adventure we spent the day just relaxing in the water, we all came back with a touch of sunburn, no drama we bought some burn cream at the shops, unfortunately for some onknown reason about five minutes after we had lathered ourselves in the cream it started to sting and burn everyone, washing it off eased it for a litle while but it kept burning, after all showering we spent the rest of the evening sitting in the water waiting for it to wear off.

The next day we went fishing, it was a beautiful day, we couldn't lose, everytime we cast a line in we hooked up, and evertime we reeled them in they flicked off just as we were about to pull them out of the water, after about thirty or so hook ups and no catvhes we retired for the day determined to go back the next day with stronger gear. We did. Not a bloody nibble.

I'm sure there were more things that happened, but really flat tyres and burst radiator hoses were merely a slight inconvenience after that.


What childhood book are you still most fond of? Is this a book you have (or will) pass on to your own children?

Too many to mention*, some I passed on to my nephew when he was of reading age, and now my kids read them when visiting.

*except these two
Two that spring to mind, The Loaded Dog an Aussie classic about a dog who tries to return a bundle to his master, centered around the goldfields back in the 1800s, not that exciting until you realise that the package is a bundle of lit dynamite (as they say in the movie reviews Hilarity Ensues).

The boy with the Green Thumb and how with said appendage he was able to bring plants to life.

I still have most of my books, at the moment they are packed away awaiting me to finish/start the library.
 
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He's my favorite Aussie, and if you knew who else I like who's an Aussie, well, you'd be damned impressed. ;)

Yes, very nice guy. :rose:

*My apologies to Quoll's alt for forcing him to respond to this.*

Please don't worry about him, he occasionally sneaks out and posts when I'm half asleep, plus he has an odd sense of humour.:eek:
 
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