"Are we in?!?"
Takes a gulp of Shiraz from the over sized glass (many would call the size of our choice of challis a bucket)
"What about the 2nd service sitting?"
Another Slim-line Davidoff Gold is lit and puffed on in anticipation
"Under your name Darling, I had a fling with the Maitre de' last Summer, he's bound to seat us between the toilet entrance and the service thoroughfare if he sees my name"
Fingers smart phone to book cab in haste
"Don't forget your purse Girl, this isn't going to be Cheap! Toot Sweet!"
What's all this banter? A typical evening in Melbourne between 2 Best Friends who can't stop stuffing things down their throat.
I'm sure we could put it more eloquently, and in hindsight it may even present itself as appealing though by flowering over our satirical humour and vocabulary would be akin to placing garnish in the bowl when serving a dish as common as deep fried potato wedges.
Myself, Wilma Bourgeois and my dear friend Sister Fab's endeavour to eat our way through the Age's Good Food Guide 2010 - We have 365 days to systematically devour and suckle on every teat Melbourne has to offer in the field of gastronomic delights.
With this Blog we will bring to you an unabashedly raw critique of some of Melbourne's best restaurants, staple eateries and a few of our favourites which have stood the test of time over the past years we ave called Melbourne home.
We're 2 upwardly mobile beings living in the 'Here & Now' - having both our roots stemming from the glorious sun kissed lands of Africa - Spoilt at home by our Mother's Cooking and being capable and creative cooks ourselves.
We'll take you behind the scenes and reveal the truth of what's served on your plate.
Bang for your Buck? Worth every cent?
Us girls don't do anything half-heartily so hold on tight, grab your Good Food Guide and a red pen and be sure to be tickled pink with what's to come next.
And most of all, laugh along with us, cry along with us, grab your purse an clench your teeth with us!
Now Melbourne!
STUFF IT DOWN MY THROAT!
