So, this is the short-ish version of how last night went:
- got home from the gym, my mate was already there, got our stuff together and headed for the barbecue area near my place...Plan A
- There were no lights anywhere, so I suggested another barbecue area I knew of not much further away...Plan B
- There were lights at the second joint, but after barely browning one side of the sausages the "hotplate" could have barely boiled water. It was also very windy and a little chilly
- Gave up on that idea, packed up the half-cooked onions and sausages, dranks our drinks and went back home to cook it on the kitchen stove...Plan C
WHY WASN'T THAT PLAN A????
Once dinner was cooked (about an hour and a half later) it was pretty epic. The kangaroo steak was fucking amazing. Everything on the plate was amazing. It was so good I cooked up some left-over steak for dinner and I'm having the last steak tomorrow. I will be so sad when I run out of Skippy
