Steak and CS Day

To celebrate that special day E@L was forced into a compromise. While offers for BJs where coming in from all over the planet, physical restrictions on spatio-temporal translocations - i.e. he is a not a Jumper, nor even a Pull-over, more a comfy old cardigan - meant the steak part of the equation was easily enough met, for in Australia there are always a lot of cows nearby. The second half of the big day, well... I am sure there are hookers in the Casino, but that's the old E@L - the one with Mojo, the one before the feet operation...

Into the din of the Casino for a restaurant. Here's one - Victoria Station. A quick poke in of the head reveals a few spare tables. It is noisy and Ocker as young football-fit men in crumpled white un-tucked $400 shirts and gel-spiky hair try to impress their red-cocktail-dressed cow-sized girlies with the dimensions of their extractors and the width of their chrome-shiny mags.

But E@L takes his table in the centre of the melee with a copy of Richard Flanagan's thriller, The Unknown Terrorist. As good a take on a stripper's point of view as I've read. Recommended. He blocks it all out as a lap-dancer called The Doll gets caught in a web of media-fed terrorist hysteria...

The Wagyu beef sirloin at Victoria Station was pretty damn thin. The geometric grill pattern was excellent, but for $98 you'd expect a bit more on the plate, perhaps about twice as thick? Even though it's a sirloin (NY cut) and not an eye fillet, it could have been cut more generously. The rather naÔve waitress said, yes, she'd noticed them getting a bit thinner of late. Sigh.

It was OK, but certainly not the melt-in-the-mouth stuff you'd expect for Wagyu at Morton's or at Ruth's Chris Steakhouse. In fact t was barely tender. Not tough, but nothing special. As for the flavour, meat tastes like meat, yeah, so what I paid double for was tenderness and that was not delivered. Not impressed.

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To wash that down, I ordered a D'Arenburg Coppermine Rd Cab Sav. Mistake again. As Cab-Savs go, this one went alright, but I prefer the stronger berry flavour of Shiraz. What was I thinking? It had earthy overtones that distracted from whatever fruit was left, and at $115 was another cause for dissatisfaction - my fault this time though.

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Can't fault the service though. It was prompt and efficient.

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On a brighter much less expensive note, the Holiday Inn maid/stalkers seem to have been keeping up with my blog (and spying on my emails obviously) and in response have made some attempts to place Vs in the toilet paper. Not doing a great job, are they?

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But I'm going to give them a 'V' for effort.

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Home for a day tomorrow, a farewell lunch for friends escaping back to Hong Kong at the Ritz-Carlton, then to Kuwait Monday. Qatar Airlines send a limo for you though, if you are Business Class, which is cool. At 5am - after a big day out? - not so cool.

E@L

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Posted by: expat@large on Mar 15, 08 | 11:32 am | Profile


OTHER MONKEYS SAID



I'll definitely look out for that Flanagan book. I always recommend your recommendations.


Posted by: Dick on Mar 16, 08 | 3:39 am

Non-Australians might ocassionally need a 'Strine dictionary and some awareness of Australian TV personalities, Flanagan sticks close to the local idiom and culture. If you managed Pete Carey this shouldn't be a problem.

Much more mainstream than his other work, which is very post-modern, this is quite a topical thriller - not my usual cup of tea - but Flanagan's name drew me in.


Posted by: expat@large on Mar 16, 08 | 11:41 am

The CS in the title of my blog stands for Cab-Sav by the way, not cock sucking.

Just realised the ambiguity.


Posted by: expat@large on Mar 16, 08 | 11:43 am

No ambiguity, you had it right the first time.

You and I know the 14th isn't about wine...


Posted by: Batbitch on Mar 17, 08 | 12:18 am


THIS MONKEY SAYS




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