Saturday Night Fever – Redbean Kitchen

No there wasn’t any disco. Or flares. Or even an afro in sight (much to my disappointment. I would have so rocked it). I’m stretching the relevance of the post title as the only fever we got close to this weekend was that of my little brother who is currently coughing half his lungs out and sulking on the couch after missing out on playing his school’s badminton state final on Friday. They came second. Anyways, the point of this post was that last night, Evs and I went on a date. This was actually a date that we both knew about (unlike my attempt to keep the romance going from hundreds of kilometres away), and one that was spontaneous in the making. Excited about our possibilities for our first Food Safari experience, we knew we needed a little planning before diving head first into international cooking. Well, more planning than heading to the local shopping centre an hour before it closed. You might be thinking an hour is plenty of time. But then you don’t know how long it actually takes for me to get ready. Dead serious here. So, after making plans to head to the farmer’s market on Sunday morning (yay! I HEART this particular market), we decided that we’d cash in our promise to go out and try a Malaysian/Singaporean restaurant. Not actually knowing any good ones, we consulted our copy of The Age’s Cheap Eats Guide (it’s fabulous for a pair of cheap-asses like us. Haha – that’s not entirely true but it DOES have good stuff in it. Plus it was free with...

Food Safari – the adventure begins!

So remember my last post where I said I wanted to expand my culinary repertoire? Well I had a brilliant idea. It’s not a new idea, nor a particularly novel one, but it’s an idea that once it emerged in my mind, I couldn’t ignore it. And to give credit where it’s due, most of the brilliance actually came from the more brilliant half, but since we’re married and all and practically the same person etc etc I think it’s totally fair for me to say that it was mine. Totally fair. So there’s this TV show called ‘Food Safari’. It airs on channel SBS here in Melbourne (It’s a free-to-air channel as I don’t have cable. I’m thinking that’s a good thing knowing my tendency to get hooked on really bad TV shows. I’m talking REALLY bad. Like we don’t talk about “Sweet Sixteen’ or ‘Keeping up with the Kardashians’ anymore in my house), which is renowned for it’s more world oriented programming and is a welcome relief from the drivel that sometimes airs on the more mainstream channels (I’m looking at YOU hundredth repeat of Two and a Half Men!). It also airs world movies late at night, which I have heard that for any teenage boy it’s the thing to watch. You know, because of the French movies. ANYWAYS. The premise is basically whereby the host Maeve O’Meara (I love to try and guess what outrageous top she will wear each episode) explores the cuisine of a selected country. She speaks to chefs from restaurants here in Melbourne and Sydney about the essential ingredients used in...