Santa Claus is real, or so a 6 year old living on the Gold Coast gets to believe for yet another year. His sister is now counting the cash...one can only imagine what the going rate will be next year!! Maybe the elder brother will get in on the scam...heck, the way the world's financial markets are falling apart maybe i need to get in on the scam. In fact, maybe i need a magician...a special magician?
That said, whilst Santa lives, we hope that you all had a wonderful Christmas, and all got what you hoped for. We certainly had an enjoyable and relaxing time. Christmas was, from past experience, remarkably unhectic, fun, and when not playing cricket in the garden or baseball on the wii, not painful either (the shoulder!!).
It should be pointed out here that generally you do not have a big roast dinner at Christmas; it is simply too hot. Cold meats and seafood, bbq's sometimes and just heaps of cold beer and white wine are the norm.
A few days of that and soon the home instincts start kicking in......curry! It just can't be helped.
Thank the curry king of Miami (also known as Abe Froman, though not as well known for his sausages...or Chicago for that matter) for his Tandoor Palace. It's been found. Finally, a fantastic curry house round the corner from Chook and Albert's place (that is the future in-law's place, Sandra and Alan to some, Chook and Albert to others, and to a few Madge and Harold!!). I'll just end this now by saying i did not have the heart to try either the 'Vindaloo Roo' or the 'Kangaroo Korma'. Those dishes are being saved for someone far braver than the both of us. Any takers?
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