There are many things in life we all have to learn to simply accept and adjust to. Ever since I entered the adult world, I have had trouble with the concept that not everyone thinks like me, enshrines the same values and ethics, and basically agrees with me on everything I have to say about everything and anything!
Basically, life has thus far been a steep learning curve - as I presume it has been for the rest of you as well.
Reading the comments on Gobblers most recent posting about the Huon Food Trail got me thinking about everyones different thoughts and ideas on that. It depends on where you come from (both literally and mentally) as to your opinions about it.
I read one of the Anons comments with great interest, hearing his frustration and anguish about such a simple matter as he put forward - that we should all stop whinging about the state of eating and food related options in the Huon - and just get in there and bloody well do it!
I too have felt those very feelings countless times over the past 30 odd years. I felt I was the only one in the world (well, in the Huon anyway, and that WAS my world) who genuinely cared about food, its quality, its standards, its ease of making people happy.
I felt like I was standing in a room on my own, screaming to no one beliefs which I knew with certainty no one else shared or understood.
Now I hear many more people "screaming" the same or similar themes. I know exactly what you are shouting about. I'm positive there must be many now who have moved to the Huon and embrace similar philosophies. Surely with such a groundswell of keen and enthusiastic fans of Gobblers ideas, together we can succeed?
We DO have fabulous scenery; we DO have happy, friendly, helpful, unassuming people; we DO have great soil, water access, farming capacity, growing conditions; space for one and all.
What more do you want?
To poach an upcoming federal government marketing phrase, those are the "Seeds of the Future".
The recent Symposium at Dover did much towards assisting the cause. But you can't expect that alone to carry us forward.
COME ON GUYS! LET'S STICK TOGETHER, AS BRYAN FERRY TELLS US! LET'S DO IT!
Saturday, 21 July 2007
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Welcome back Rita & good post.
I stood in the main drag of Franklin today at about 3pm.
All was quiet, the sum beginning its decent to leave the town in a cold shadow.
I looked toward the snow capped mountains beyond Huonville & thought a nice dinner of warming home made bistro food, by a fire with a good red & decent bread would be in order.
Surely if I think this then others might? perhaps one could make a living from a little country bistro after all......?
Go as far back as biblical times. They sat, they ate, they told stories, all around the fire. Its in our nature. When we travel, we sample culture often with food. Its civilised, its what we do. Fires are, as is food part of our basic needs. Food, shelter, warmth.
The right bistro? its always going to work.
Yep - you can't go wrong there guys. Cartouche, you're right to link the whole thing back to those good old caveman days of fire, shelter and food.
Looks like we're decided on a comfortable, warm, fire-lit, relaxed bistro - somewhere in the Huon - committed to providing us with local food, simply, but well, done, also catering for the likes of Gobbler and Sir Grumpy's definite liking of varied beers!
Sound like a plan?
Works for me Rita...where abouts?
Got some spare land somewhere that you'd like to donate for this largish venture, Zelda?
How's the bistro by the river going in Huonville? I had a great meal there one lunchtime but many, many moons ago.
I think it was Cartouche who said the Red Velvet at Cygnet is FOR SALE. It has only been in new hands for a blink of any eye. Is this so?
And, in my meandering fashion, whatever happened to Doran's.
My missus finished her roses lime and lemon marmalade, so hoed into my french marmalade, which she doesn't like as much as ``hers''.
I found an old bottle (washed and stashed) of Doran's and we remembered even doing the factory tour.
It was great. Up their with Keiller's of Dundee, Scotland (home of marmalade).
And, on the subject of fires, sociologists long ago said the TV is the new fire.
Just a great 50-inch plasma with the sports channel on and, et voila, instant atmosphere (NOT).
Yes, the fire rules, that's why we still have a wood heater at home.
And you are right about those beers, Rita. Right now I could do with a Tartan Special. Oh, yes.
Sir Grumpy
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