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A week from now, a stranger is going to reach down my throat and rip out a piece of my stomach.

Sure, my gastroenterologist calls it a biopsy for Coeliac's Disease. But his fancy words don't fool me.

In preparation for the test, I've had to start eating gluten again. I've been using it as an excuse to eat the sort of rubbish that I shouldn't eat even if I could: donuts, croissants, meat pies, beer battered fish and chips.

But I really need to eat something good, something complex and delicious the memory of which will keep me warm during the bleak, gluten-free decades to come.

I need suggestions. So imagine: you can have one last wheat-containing meal for the rest of your life.

What would you eat?

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It must have been a good weekend. I'm still bruised and aching.

Friday night was Destroid/Diary of Dreams/Covenant. Diary of Dreams were excellent. Covenant were suited-up and magnificent. Destroid were on fire.

Saturday morning, up for two hours of karate. Including a special grappling class that was just myself and two black belts. I hurt my neck and ribs when I screwed up a break fall, but I don't care. It was fantastic fun. Also a sobering reminder that punching and kicking don't count for jack when someone has got you down on the mat in choke-hold.

Saturday evening we went to see Circus Trick Tease at the Fringe Festival. They're three acrobats who dress up in 1940's style costumes and tie their strength and balancing tricks together with some saucy pantomime and a bit of swing dancing.

The tricks were amazing - a headstand on a wine bottle, a handstand on the stomach of the showgirl while she's arched overbackwards in the bridge position. But the thing that really impressed me was the casual grace of the performers, the elegant way they'd swoop up into a handstand, or slide over each other as they came down.

Also: there was a cute little queer love triangle through the whole performance, that ended with the strongman running off with the other male acrobat, leaving the bratty showgirl sobbing on stage and yelling at the audience to fuck off.

Sunday: shopping, recorded some more demos. Then dinner at Cookie for Kate's birthday. Lots of yummy little Thai dishes. Including a mung bean pudding with star anise sorbet for dessert. Gluten and dairy free, refreshing without being too sweet. Very nice.

An excellent weekend. Although I'm feeling a bit like a Leonard Cohen lyric today:

Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
...

Nom Nom

Aug. 22nd, 2008 10:21 am
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Dinner last night with the elegant Mr. [profile] spark_au  and the ferociously charming Ms.[profile] scoia .

scoia had bravely taken up the challenge of cooking for A's and my weird dietary eccentricities. And she knocked it out of the park. *golf clap*

Thanks, my dears. It was wonderful.

Tonight:

SLR at Ilk Bar, then on to Cab Noc.

I'm coming down with a cold. But like I'm going to let a mere rhinovirus get in the way of me showing off my new tie.

Food

Jun. 29th, 2007 09:30 am
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A. and I had the charming [personal profile] ms_kismet around for dinner last night.

The problem is, she's a bit like a quail - tiny, and not much meat on her once you've done roasting.

Actually, I conducted a small experiment - cooking risotto in my big heavy wok. Worked very well, I thought. I even roasted some pumpkin, capsicum and garlic in the oven. Plus some of my secret risotto ingredient - a dash of turmeric. Gives it all a nice golden colour, and just a hint of fire.

Then we had baked apples and watched Doctor Who and basically died from too much sugar.

*happy*

S. Komatsu

May. 23rd, 2007 10:52 pm
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Had dinner tonight with the charming [personal profile] ms_kismet  at S. Komatsu, a Japanese fine cuisine restaurant that's also completely gluten and lactose free.

Oh tempura, how I have missed thee.

The interior is very modern - brushed steel, vast mirrors, black leather seats. Downstairs is the casual bistro. Upstairs, which we had to ourselves, is the fine Japanese cuisine,.

We opted for the Royal menu, mostly because it had the tempura (they use a rice batter, with a bit of starch). The food was exquisite - dainty little servings, but just divine. I'll confess I let [personal profile] ms_kismet do most of the talking, because I was too busy experiencing the subtle flavours melt across my palate. If I had one criticism, it was that the grilled fish of the "Fire" course was overcooked, and lacked the delicacy of the earlier fish dishes. But other than that... beautiful.

There was a lot of cheese, which is not something I associate with Japanese cooking. I haven't eaten real cheese since I found out I was lactose intolerant. But they use a hard cheese, in which the lactose has all broken down. Because I'm not used to it, it did slightly dominate the other flavours.

And I had a glass of chilled sake to round it off. The owner said they had two sakes: a simple one, and the other little bit complex. Which I took as a challenge and ordered the complex one. It was very clean and crisp -- not exactly dry, but not sweet like some sakes either.

Beautiful food. Charming company. A very pleasant evening.

(Okay, okay -- we could have done without the classical guitar version of Lionel Ritchie's "Hello". But even that gave us something to laugh about.)

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