Week 13: World’s best seafood??

Aotearoa land of the long white cloud; the homeland of kiwis, the rugby world cup, award winning Pinots, fresh seafood and of course, chulli buns (that is- chilli bins, esky’s or ice boxes).  Continue reading

Mike vs great white shark

This week I decided it was time to conquer one of nature’s true beasts.

And by that I don’t mean the Abominable snowman. Or the Tyrannosaurus Rex. I couldn’t find either of those at the butcher.

 

No, I mean the Great White Shark….!!!!!

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A book, a skate and some memories

Who knows what this week was?

Here are a few answers that are correct:

  • The 41st week of 2012
  • The 41st consecutive different meat in a row for me
  • The week after the week before this one
  • The first anniversary of my wonderful mum passing away
  • The week I truly realised how annoying looking for a new place can be (or perhaps more accurately how annoying and unreliable rental agents can be)
  • The week in which it would appear Lance Armstrong is most definitely guilty

I don’t keep really close tabs on all of you, just some, so I’m sure there were one or two other things of importance. However, for me there was one other pretty colossal event and that was the:

100% commitment from me to write a book!

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Eel be alright

I started out this week going on a bunch of different rollercoasters , literally and figuratively; the week started at Dreamworld Theme Park on the Gold Coast.

I may rabbit on as a guy about having to be a real man and not an oestrogen flooded, out of shape pseudo-man like many we see today, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t act like children from time to time, hence my child-like enjoyment on ‘The Big Drop’ .

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Hunting the giant squid

This week started on an absolute high. Appearing on live TV for the first time, whilst also cooking a completely new meat for this challenge; my 52 meats in 52 weeks, and making sure to not only avoid muddling my words or ramble aimlessly, but to speak clearly, confidently and get my story and message across in the short time slot available, was quite frankly- terrifying.

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