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Daz’s Cricket Sandwich

wpid-20131227_142645.jpgpicklesWhether or not you like cricket, it is an intrinsic part of Australian culture. Every summer around Christmas time ye olde Channel 9 will broadcast it in some for or other.

Everyone who has grown up with cricket in their lives is likely ( especially since the 80s) to have some kind of tradition about watching it at home on the telly during the holidays.

With permission, I give you Darren McLander’s Cricket Sandwich recipe. It’s an unique variation of the ol’ Ham salad sanga, which was always popular with my own family.

Ingredienhamts:

   Fresh White sliced bread. Make sure it’s the softest you can find.

  Leg ham off the bone. About 2-3 slices per sanga.  ( Being Xmas you may just have an     abundance of this)

 Fresh Truss tomatoes. Jarlsberg Cheese. Roquette. Spanish onion.

  Three threes Sweet Mustard Pickles

Pasta salad from the supermarket deli. ( You may also use Coleslaw, Potato salad or just mayo)

Tinned Beetroot slices ( Daz tells me he traditionally uses Golden Circle, but of late their slices have been becoming smaller and smaller)

Vegemite. Yes indeed.cheesetomato

The construction is very considered:  Remove the slices that you’ll use on the bottom first.  Leaving the top slice in the bag helps it to retain it’s softness and so it doesn’t dry out.

Spread a generous amount of pickles onto the slice. Next arrange your ham slices on top of that.

Have a swig of your beer. Or if you’re feeling very nostalgic. Your Creme soda with ice.

Next layer your tomato slices and sprinkle with salt and pepper to taste. He likes Tomato more than your aonionverage person, so about 4 or 5 slices of a largish tomato. It’s important that they are hydroponic or truss tomatoes that are good and red. ” No one like crunchy green tomatoes that taste like water”  Nicely ripened home grown ones would be the best for this if you have them.

The placement of the tomato within the folds of the ham and Cheese minimises the soggy bread syndrome which is often the bane of a good Salad sanga.   So clearly next placed is the cheese. About 2 slices on each sandwich

In this order then comes Onion cut into half moon rings, Beetroot, Pasta salad and the Roquette.  You can heap the construction as you like it, but remember you’ll need to squash it down a little.

Remove beetspastathe top slice from the bread bag and smear it with Vegemite to taste.

Place on the top of your creation and press down.  Daz likes it “uncut”  I prefer it cut in halves.

Bon apetit. You wont be disapointed.

Salad

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ANZAC day

ANZAC day is synonymous with a piss up. Not gonna lie, it’s one of those days where everyone dedicates the day to going out to pubs everywhere in Aus, and having a drink and a game of Two up. which if you are unfamiliar with, and couldn’t be arsed to click the link is outlined on Wikipedia as such

Two-up is a traditional Australian gambling game, involving a designated ‘Spinner’ throwing two or three coins into the air. Players gamble on whether the coins will fall with both (obverse) heads up, both (reverse) tails up, or with one coin a head, and one a tail (known as ‘Odds’). It is traditionally played on Anzac Day in pubs and clubs throughout Australia, in part to mark a shared experience with Diggers through the ages.”

Every year I have a punt, not usually too good at it, but this year I won more than I lost, so I cant complain. Mr.P won, as he usually does, as he is one Lucky Bastard. I won about $25 on top of the $10 I left the house with, which in my opinion is a pretty good thing. If you’re a Pub without the game, on Anzac day, you can guarantee you’ll be pretty quiet, if not dead.

But the thing that struck me most, and you may berate me for pointing out the obvious, as we did go to Newtown was the terrible and sudden sensation that the place was being over run by Vogue reading, fashion victims. Maybe it was because of all the Sailors in uniform that were hanging around, bringing out the ladies dressed to kill, as though they intended to go clubbing. Those sailors who had found their way to this part of town, which seems to be, becoming more and more of “the place to go” , were brave enough to fight in wars…and therefore logically, brave enough to venture forth in King Street and worthy of potenitally “bagging” to a young lass of her own fortune. I am not sure if any of them were gay guys.. but I felt for the young lads, who one by one were accosted by Cougars, everywhere I cared to look. The worst of the Fashion victims, who I sorely wish Id managed to snap a picture of, with my covert picture taking ways, were dressed in American flag themed tshirts, 5″ heels and leggings. If that doesn’t scream, ‘I have no idea about Anzac day, itsjustanotherexcuse to dress up’ day, I don’t know what does.

We sat just inside the door to The Bank hotel and watched the fools on parade. Perhaps my cynical mind was the only one thinking about these things. It was a mock and jest thought pattern. All the cool kids were on show today.

Dont get me wrong, I lived in Newtown for over 5 years. I feel I’m within my rights to comment on just how much I feel it’s changed in the past 2 years. I love it’s diversity, and how, you can get away with wearing your jim jams up to the shops should you so desire… well, you used to.. not sure about now. Now it’s almost as if I have a sense of patriotism for the place… it is after all a part of my history and I for some reason feel offended by the invasion of hipsters and fashionistas, in a place where it used to be a haven and safe-place, for goths, punks and rockabilly kids. Now, If you go there on the weekend, you’re guaranteed a string of fluro pink tshirt wearing justin beiber haircut boys who were raised by a wet nurse and only just left her side to come out for the night. or…This could just be me, getting old.

If you go out on the weekend and try to get into a once, shit hole of a pub ( which frankly was it’s charm) you’re likely to be stopped at the door by some roided up meat head who wants to ask you a string of questions about why you should be allowed in. As if you couldn’t just walk on up to the next venue. I get it.. Newtown is cool. But it’s like one of those places you wish had been kept on the low down.. not for people from Mosman, Campbelltown or the Northern Beaches to come over and trample on. Call me suburbist if you like. Lament.

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Newtown, you are disapoint

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Fucking hipsters. You've out done yourself in that Native American themed Onesie and Acid wash jeans, waist coat bf

Gay sailors

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A mish mash at the Sando. One confused young lad, tried to emulate the native american hipster headress fad, with a cocky feather.

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