Posts by Greg Wood
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Peter Richardson as Mike... I will never watch it the same again. But why am I writing this here, anyway? Nobody ever listens to me. I might as well be a Leonard Cohen record.
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Speaker: Sponsored post: Speed and Safety, in reply to Matthew Poole,
Yes, but the difference between 100km/h and 108km/h is negligible.
Let's take a look at that using physics.
All else being equal, stopping distance at 100km/h = 49.2m, while stopping distance at 108km/h = 57.4m
8.2 metres is actually quite a long way into another person's car.
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Feed: My Life in Curry, in reply to Simon Grigg,
The Himalaya! We lived one street over for a good few months. What a find, after all the South Indian carry-on in Singapore.
Although having said that, Samy's Curry House on the Dempsey hill was (still is) my favourite. "Fine South Indian Cuisine" -- served right at your communal plastic table from buckets carried by evil lurking waiters who get their mates to distract you with poppadums on your right while they bang six vindaloo prawns on your plate from the left... all made better by the raw pleasure of tipping the melted icewater out of your beer mug all over your feet, given the temperature inside the un-airconditioned room was often in the 40s. Magic...
Oh god... this thread is going to eat me alive!
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Feed: My Life in Curry, in reply to Che Tibby,
Wow... I can see this blog is going to open a pandora's box packed full of cans of worms of an incredibly delicious nature.
Without going into curry stories from eight years of living in Singapore, by way of a theory about how much a cuisine is like a language (hard to learn, needs constant practice, feels good when you break out of rote phrases), let's just go with how my 8 year old and I harvested our way-overgrown coriander last week; first time I've bothered to, and, yep, the seeds are incredible, as described - resinous, piney, lemony; they are to store-bought coriander seeds like fresh ginger is to Gregg's Ground Ginger. Different use-case, completely different sensation. Best bit? Seeing Ruby figure out we had scored FIVE DOLLARS worth of FRESH CORIANDER SEEDS without spending a *single cent*.
And yep, like Richard says, Rick Stein's India is well worth a watch. Beats the crap out of Reza the Spice Prince.
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This one post might be the most important document for an entire generation. Share this one, and share it hard. The kids currently can't, and they don't deserve what sewage is coming down the pipe, fed through to us from a failing system elsewhere and seemingly -- irony isn't even close, here -- unfiltered by critical thinking. Share it for the kids. And, god help us, the rest of us.
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Gaaargh! L'il Louis!
They say smell is the most powerful sense, and the one most likely to hurl you back to a specific moment in time, but I reckon they're wrong.
I reckon it's House.
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Hard News: Friday Music: Dancing Fool, in reply to Russell Brown,
I have been known to dance to the sound of a coffee-grinder.
My Sunbeam Café Series coffeebeast makes a hideous rhythmic grinding pumping sound whenever it's pushing water or steam through anywhere. But once you figure out it's the dirtiest dubstep grunt this side of Mt Eden, just set the espresso and the steam going at the same time and not only will you get a great coffee... let's just say kids be dancing.
All three of them, and daddy, in our jammies.
Their mummy usually takes this as a signal to go out for a run.
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Stunning collection this week. Thanks Russell!
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OnPoint: What Andrew Geddis Said, But…, in reply to Rich of Observationz,
The parliamentary term would end, sure, but the government could just prevent any election from taking place and a new parliament being summoned.
That is fucking scary talk. That is also the reason I broke out in a cold sweat on reading Smith’s Dream last year. And now the question: what can we do? What can one person, or all of us together, do, right now? How do we break this down into indigestible chunks for our mothers- and fathers-in-law? How do we get the Herald to scream about this across its front page?
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the King’s Arms, with its awkward layout and deafening rock PA. It just doesn’t seem as much fun as it used to.
Them's fighting words -- although secretly I kind of agree. Maybe I need to start a fight with myself?