Food n Drink stuff
Good morning to all of you out there in inter-spaceland. It’s ol’ Uncle Jester here with the second installment of Where did I come from mummy? Which is where we explore the origins of basic western meals that have become mere staples over the years. Have you ever wondered how the meat pie, pavlova, fried chips, chocolate milkshake or the jam doughnut came wheezing and coughing into our lives?… You haven’t? Well, it’s time for some perverse enlightenment!
This week’s episode, breakfast cereal: Weet-Bix, Nutri Grain, Corn Flakes, Fruit Loops, AllBran and Granula. What’s Granula do I hear you ask? Read on and find out. Among other fun, loin-moistening facts learn about how the Seven-Day Adventists tangoed their pure little tushies into your cereal bowl…
Posted 04-28-2010 by Uncle David Jester in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff
In the prophetic and oft repeated words of Mattafix; ‘Big city life, my try fi get by, pressure nah ease up no matter how hard me try’. These words haunt my brain with every toot of a car or ‘ding’ of the tram. It can be a constant frustration being a city/ culture/ community and event loving kid who also adores and craves the nature he emerged from. Ah, for those halcyon childhood days; splashing around in the clean waters of New Zealand’s Hutt River, sneaking beers and cigarettes from the folks while checking out the babes on the rocks across the way. The most daring kids bombing off the top rock to impress said babes with the meeker (and unnamed) of us impressing them with our creative dam building skills.
Oh, to be down by the riverside… One with a local fauna consisting of more than swimming rats and Southbank’s corporate elite. Well, so it turns out paradise is just a quick jaunt to Fairfield away…
Posted 04-17-2010 by Ed Servoice in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff
Let me tell you a little story about what I discovered recently. Supermarkets suck and you don’t ever need to visit one again.
Poor little Gizmo. She was such a beautiful kitty. I remember how she used to sit on my lap, frail, hungry, looking up into my eyes with expectation. Hoping that one day her loving master would give her something, ANYTHING to eat. The day never came. Oh no no no, it did not. Little Gizmo just slowly wasted away into kitty litter scented dust. Just another feline blowing in the wind (wind blowing sound here). I was nothing but a poor student. Living day-to-day on a weekly wage that wouldn’t keep a candle aflame. I was broke. Book smart, but still broke.
Posted 04-08-2010 by Uncle David Jester in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff
Hello there everyone in we make stuff good land. It’s your old grotty friend here, Jester. This is the first episode of ‘Where did I come from, mummy?’ which is where we explore the origins of basic western meals that have become mere staples over the years. Have you ever wondered how the meat pie, pavlova, fried chips, chocolate milkshake or the jam doughnut came wheezing and coughing into our lives?… You haven’t? Well, it’s time for some perverse enlightenment!
Today’s episode breaks into the world of the bacon and egg breakfast…
Posted 04-05-2010 by Uncle David Jester in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff, Writing stuff
‘Un bon repas doit commencer par la faim’
(’a good meal begins with being hungry’- French proverb)
Just one of those mornings again. Waking up with a sleep deprived brain only to realise that you have twenty minutes to get yourself human again before fighting the other insects on the ant tram…
Posted 03-16-2010 by Uncle David Jester in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff, Melbourne
Brunswick oozes creativity and inspiration which is why The Brunswick Muse is the latest community project that aims to incorporate all sectors of our community by showcasing people’s talents in a welcoming environment.
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Posted 12-17-2009 by Dilja Thorpe in Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff, Melbourne, Music Stuff
The boys of Court Jester are usually devoted to making majestic food and coffee for their fellow folk whom have light spirits and light pockets. These guys also know how to have a good time and the opening party for their café has been dubbed THE king of all parties. The gypsies danced until after dawn and debauchery was embraced by all. The WMSG crew helped throw it all together and later, rip the dance floor apart! As we are a collective I felt the best way to report the night to you guys was to do it all together. Although maybe I shouldn’t have asked the people who drank the Hennessey and Vodka in the morning? This is a mash-up of how the crew’s night went. I hope it brings happy, shiny flashbacks to you all. Xoxo Verona
Posted 07-06-2009 by Fiona Loughnane in Food n Drink stuff, Melbourne
Do you ever wish that your burnt bread looked pretty AND it could help others? Well, now you can. Though you won’t physically see it, viewing the online version you’ve created will leave you feelin’ goooood. The Bread Art Project is all for a worthwhile cause…
Posted 05-22-2009 by Jmenszta in Art stuff, Food n Drink stuff, Good Stuff, Sydney, Uncategorized
‘Hey shhhh but we suggest you fix your lighting and call it ‘Don’t Tell Fuck Knuckles.’ – Ed with the mo – whilst standing outside Don’t Tell Tom’s with a brain full of whiskey. Sydney Rd in Brunswick is littered with many bars, pubs and cafes; the WMSG team are committed to making sure that you don’t stumble into one that makes you want to puke blood.
Don’t Tell Tom
420 Sydney Road, Brunswick
So we know that the big brick exterior holds an inviting promise yet your instincts tell you that a hellish nightmare awaits you. WMSG goes into the stomach of the beast to see if your gut can handle it. The answer is it can’t.
Drinks: Tap beer (Carlton Draught, Pure Blonde, Bohemian Pilsner), very basic range of wine and spirits, two cocktails.
Bar Staff: Pretty cool, aware that it’s a shit bar but retain their dignity by dishing the dirt on the place.
Ambience: It made us uncomfortable, what was it about this place? We sat around trying to put our finger on it, and then Maxcat placed his whole fist into it: ‘It’s like a youth hostel without the backpackers.’ And the main reason for this was not the uncomfortable mix of ‘eclectic’ furniture it was the fluro lighting and vast empty spaces. It reeks of Bogan like an end of season cricket trip trying its hand at ‘Brunswick living.’ But there is a massive beer garden and a sandpit!
Music: Non-confronting background electronica.
Live music: Friday and Saturday nights Tom supports our local music scene as long as it’s not too experimental. (free).
Sunday, Funk n’ Soul DJ (free).
Crowd: You’ll find a few Fox FM subscribers, a couple of families and one or two people who don’t want to be seen at Zagami’s.
Beer Garden: Heaps of vacant couches, picnic benches, heat lanterns, pool table, dart board, Monty Python-esque murals and the sand-pit.
Posted 03-05-2009 by JesterandTahnee in Food n Drink stuff, Melbourne, Uncategorized