Going out for a bite with my extended family is like flash mobbing a coffee shop. All of a sudden it's full of people and the staff don't know what's going on.
We were down in Daylesford - spa town and lesbian capital of Australia, in your face Broken Hill - for a wedding this weekend last and it was late in the arvo and we just piled into the Himalaya, cousins and aunts and drunk uncles, sisters and nephews and brothers, pouring into the place like a a bunch of clowns pour out of a tiny car that couldn't possibly hold the number of clowns that come out of it.
We got in just before the kitchen closed, and the food and drinks were all kinds of great. It's simple fare but done exceptionally well, with a vegetarian and vegan kind of twist - no meat, organic ingredients. My fetta-filled bruschetta was colossal, a real giant-killer both in size and taste, I also helped people finish off their burnt caramel shakes, marinated tofu salads, and eggplant and ricotta toasties. Delicious, all of it.
And healthy, which is important considering the amount of drinking we were about to do. read more