IMPOSSIBLE PIE = POSSIBLE

Here's an old fashioned recipe for a pie you can make even if you don't have pastry.

Note - Sorry the pics not ours but it looks a lot like ours...

3 cups of milk
2/3 cup of flour
five eggs
cup and a half of tasty cheese
some finely chopped bacon or ham.
any assortment of veges you have in your garden
including a oniony thing such as spring, red, chives, garlic chives,white or Egyptian and some parsley - we used also broccolini and grated zucchini

So you mix the flour and milk up with a whisk then whisk in the eggs, then the veges and bit of pepper or salt and then put in a greased dish, ( we used the bottom of a black roaster. )

Its a good one for the bach.

It makes its own crust and is a hybrid of an omlette, frittata, and quiche.


Use a moderate oven and cook till springy.. YUMBO!

so simple even Cactus could cook it - if she ever learnt how to cook.

OUCH

If you front up to Tulsi in the next few days - you might find that the bon vivant owner Monty Patel is absent. You see our favourite Wellington Indian restaurant proprietor has been on tour with the Indian Cricket team. He has had fun. Lots and lots of fun. Way too much fun in fact. He can't walk.
We understand that he is afflicted by the Curse of Kings.
However the performance of his beloved countrymen is apparently soothing his savage pain.

SMART RESTAURANTS = NO SURCHARGE

Today we dined at Beaujolais - one of our regular haunts. We had the duck parfait - stunning it was accompanied by Trinity Hill Merlot. Any way they are advertising being open on Waitangi Day and there is no surcharge. As we wandered up town thru Manners and Cuba St we notice a few more places advertising no surcharge on Waitangi Day. Times are getting tighter and restaurants are getting smarter.

And D4 is also scrapping the surcharge.

THEY SHOOT HORSES DONT THEY ?

How Crazy is this. Restaurateur owes you money. Lots of it. You wont get it back cos they live close to the edge and dont pay bills. So you rock on up to their restuarant with a group of big living, hard drinking mates who dont take shit from no - one. Good bastards. Then you order up Dom, the Perignon, bottle after bottle you quaff. Then you leave. Paying no bill.
Justice is done Wellington style. Roarprawn has it on good authority that many more are lining up to give the owner more nightmares.

REALLY REALLY BAD LUNCH

Me and horsey prawn snuck away for a quick lunch today and we settled on the Wellesley Club cnr of McGinnity and Ballance St. It was once a very superior Gentleman's Club in its day but like many Gentlemen's Clubs it went broke so now its sort of a boutique hotel, the favourite haunt of spooks, a few wide boy lawyers, an unofficial mess for defence types, a popular secondee sleepover and haven for some very well paid Corrections contractors. Anyway when I first arrived in Wellington it was a good place to go for a drink - and a gossip. A Wellington Institution.However the food was always average. You could be a club member and get a discount on services so that made it a bit more palatable.
I had to park up there one nite and the rooms are great examples of olde worlde charm. The bar and dining rooms are a delight. The bar walls are studded with sword fish, real buffalo and boars heads and rumour has it some of the art works gracing the walls are national treasures.

So today was a blast from the past but quite frankly lunch mirrored an episode from Faulty Towers. The waitperson was a she - and she was unfailingly polite but bloody useless. The Wellesley touts itself as a business lunch spot so service should be business like. First up the glasses were filthy - not just spotty - filthy. We noticed the offending grime while waitwoman was pouring a very generous half glass tasting - so we asked for new glasses - We waited 5 mins. out came two new glasses and the same bottle less the half glass ( it was also sold by the glass so i reckoned we should have had a new bottle). We suggested then that the waitwoman should bring a menu. We didn't see her for 20 mins. When she finally arrived we ordered the steak and chips med rare and it came out pretty quickly and it was good- a bog standard meal of frittes, salad and a big new york cut sirloin done med rare. But sadly it was floating in a thin gravy that tasted suspiciously of Maggi gravy stock. Ok at $20 bucks but at $29 - not good enough.
Anyway for what its worth it has a lovely atmosphere, its over priced and the waitwoman needs to go back to waitwoman skool.
Shame really, with a bit of work it could be one of the great lunch venues of Wellington.