Year, 1991, Esperance Western Australia.
Neighbours were going out for a few hours and I said I would make a Lemon Cheesecake for their return just because I could.
Setting out making the Cheesecake, supping on some beer stubbies.
Time to add the lemon juice. Drinking had affected my sense of taste, so I kept adding lemon juice until I could taste it in the mixture. All ingredients into a springform pan.
Refrigerated for a few hours. Neighbours returned.
Time for Cheesecake and whipped cream.
Removing the springform pan, the cheesecake flowed copiously over the table.
I added so much lemon juice that there was no way it was going to set
Might have been 1992, my final year in Esperance.
My neighbour suggested I cook a meal for her family.
Husband was away, long distance truck driver, away for 10 days at a time.
Wife at home with 3 children, boys aged 5 - 10.
I decided to cook Beef Stroganoff. I had eaten it several times and found it to be quite delicious.
Gather all the ingredients.
Good quality Beef Tenderloins. Cubed, floured.
Recipe said to quickly sear the beef in batches and remove from pan.
What did I do? Threw the whole 400 grams of cubed and floured beef into the sizzling frypan and overcooked it to the max.
Doing the lot together the beef became a gluggy mess.
Still I dished it up. The 10 year old said, “I’m not eating this crap”. The 7 year old asked if he could make a peanut butter sandwich. The wife and I attempted to eat it but gave up in the end and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
When I was really young, I tried to cook a piece of meat in red wine. I don’t drink. I don’t actually know what went wrong. I don’t know if I undercooked or overcooked it. It had a strong taste of wine and was tough.
I served it to two guys. The one that said it was good, I kept seeing.
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