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Best Pancakes in Sydney-Summer Christmas (Part5)絶品パンケーキとシドニー 真夏のクリスマス

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Hello from the Santa Bread.  Pancakes recipes are varied: plain milk classic; fluffy buttermilk type; thin French crepes; fat layers of ricotta cheese with whipped egg white.  Lucky for us Brasserie Bread is now offering a new type made with sour dough batter.  The cafe happens to be located near Sydney Kingsford Airport so tourists too can enjoy one of the most popular cafés in Sydney during the transit.  Now as I have been repeating in my Blog, Sydney property prices have hiked that young talents may often need to start outside the city center.  Therefore, do not be put off by its location.  The food is excellent here and I hear the city folks drive over to queue for this cafe in the weekend.  The exterior is unassuming, but push the door in and you will be met with the crusty flavor of the award-winning sour dough breads.  The wall is adorned with the certificate of the awards.  So let’s start with their Slow cooked pork with sweet potato hash accompanied by two slices of the celebr

Horny prawns and Summer Christmas in Sydney- part 3 シドニー真夏のクリス マスとエッチな海老

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Look at those two plump prawns in the photo sitting there in the bowl looking innocent.  However, it evokes a not so innocent memory in me.   Years ago I caught a taxi and as soon as I got into the car, he opened with how prawns made him horny.   Now it was 06:30 am in the morning and I assure you I had said nothing to prompt him in that direction but the driver kept going on about his wife putting prawns in his curry every day.  ‘It makes me horny, I can’t help it!  Y'know what I mean?’  Certainly not and I tried to change the subject several times, but the driver insisted on bellowing even louder ‘I’m horny all the time!’  And this went on non-stop for the duration of the 30 minutes cab ride from Sydney Airport.  I had to get off a block away from where I lived just in case he was making an aggressive overture to me.  To prevent him from knowing my real address, I had to drag my heavy luggage cursing all the way to home.  I really did not need that after my nine-hours flight.  An