She bangs*

So I was getting bored with my hair and decided to go for a change. I wasn't daring enough to try a short cut so I went for highlights and bangs.  Yes, bangs (or fringe as they are called here).  They are a pretty big risk, as but hey, why not get a haircut that I'll spend the next two years growing out?  Mostly, I was hoping the end result would be more Marianne Faithfull and less mulletted Eileen, age 11.  The result, probably a bit more towards the latter but at least I'm not bored with my hair anymore!

* For those of who didn't immediately pick up on the Ricky Martin reference, you disappoint me.

Bogan burger

So "bogan" is slang for Australian redneck, and one of the pubs in my neighborhood (the Napier Hotel) offers a hamburger that lives up to its name: Bogan Burger.  The bogan burger contains steak, a chicken patty, fried egg, bacon, potato cake (think McDonald's hash brown), beets*, lettuce, tomato, onions, cheese, mayo and pineapple.  Oh, and it comes with potato wedges and cole slaw on the side.  Naturally, I had to try it.  I opted to split it with my friend Nicole, because there's no way I was going to attempt to eat this thing by myself.  It's impossible to pick up, so I ended up eating the chicken and the steak with a knife and fork and did the rest sandwich style. Other than the steak, which was a bit tough, it was actually pretty tasty, especially the hash brown.  Although I don't think I'll ever order it again, unless I take up competitive eating as a hobby.


* Australians call beets "beetroot" and put them on everything. This fondness for beets is much, much weirder than marsupials or driving on the left.