G'Day Bruces.
Bit of a story here with some emotional content, so I hope you can bear with me.
As most of you know I recently moved to Queensland, which is a very long way from my parents living near Wodonga in Victoria.
So this weekend I boarded a plane to fly down to see them for the first time since I left.
It was a bit of a surprise for my Mother.
Pictured here it was her 76th Birthday. And for the record it was my 57th Birthday as we were born on the same day.
And for the record, this weekend marks 2 years exactly since my Mum was carted off to hospital with what turned out to be a very rare disease: Acute Necrotising Myositis. Most likely caused by the Pfizer covid vaccine, Mum spent 6 months in hospital. Of that time 4 months in Intensive Care and should really have passed away. In that time my Dad also had triple bypass surgery and I was at risk of losing them both through a time where we were still in a crazy lockdown situation by our government.
Anyway, so flying down to see them was a big deal for me.
Yesterday I started with some grape vine cuttings.
And trimmed them down.
I had a small rolled boneless pork shoulder which I brined for 4 hours in salt with some Clarke Crew brisket rub.
And put it on the top deck of the gasser with the grape cuttings on the side.
Here's the old man at 82 years of age sitting with me out the back of the house.
When it was done, it looked like this: wrapped it in foil and a towel and let it sit for an hour or so.
The weather was lovely:
In serving up, Mum did the slicing:
I'd also made a cold bean salad, straight from the garden.
Plated, with the rest of the veg which was also largely done on the gasser.
For an understated but very special weekend dinner.
The pork turned out amazing. The smoke from the grape cuttings made a significant but subtle difference to the pork. It really was very good and I'll be making sure to use the technique again.
And for the record, I'll be making sure I never miss another double birthday. I don't know how many we have left. After what has happened to us all over the last few years, it certainly makes you think about what really matters in life.
Thanks for looking.
Cheers!
Bill
Bit of a story here with some emotional content, so I hope you can bear with me.
As most of you know I recently moved to Queensland, which is a very long way from my parents living near Wodonga in Victoria.
So this weekend I boarded a plane to fly down to see them for the first time since I left.
It was a bit of a surprise for my Mother.
Pictured here it was her 76th Birthday. And for the record it was my 57th Birthday as we were born on the same day.
And for the record, this weekend marks 2 years exactly since my Mum was carted off to hospital with what turned out to be a very rare disease: Acute Necrotising Myositis. Most likely caused by the Pfizer covid vaccine, Mum spent 6 months in hospital. Of that time 4 months in Intensive Care and should really have passed away. In that time my Dad also had triple bypass surgery and I was at risk of losing them both through a time where we were still in a crazy lockdown situation by our government.
Anyway, so flying down to see them was a big deal for me.
Yesterday I started with some grape vine cuttings.
And trimmed them down.
I had a small rolled boneless pork shoulder which I brined for 4 hours in salt with some Clarke Crew brisket rub.
And put it on the top deck of the gasser with the grape cuttings on the side.
Here's the old man at 82 years of age sitting with me out the back of the house.
When it was done, it looked like this: wrapped it in foil and a towel and let it sit for an hour or so.
The weather was lovely:
In serving up, Mum did the slicing:
I'd also made a cold bean salad, straight from the garden.
Plated, with the rest of the veg which was also largely done on the gasser.
For an understated but very special weekend dinner.
The pork turned out amazing. The smoke from the grape cuttings made a significant but subtle difference to the pork. It really was very good and I'll be making sure to use the technique again.
And for the record, I'll be making sure I never miss another double birthday. I don't know how many we have left. After what has happened to us all over the last few years, it certainly makes you think about what really matters in life.
Thanks for looking.
Cheers!
Bill
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