One of my peculiarities - well, one of my many peculiarities - is that I always take a picture of the first meal that I have in a country. Why? I have no idea. It's one of those odd traditions which people have whose origins are lost in the hoary mists of time. Anyway, I arrived in Canberra last Sunday around noon, and by the time I made it out to my hotel it was early afternoon. The Tall Trees Best Western was out in the midst of a pleasant but nondescript suburb, and the options for eating were few. In the end I ate a couple meals at the Ainslie Football Club, which doubled as a casino. However, my first meal was at a cute little cafe in a strip mall. Here's the resulting picture of the Big Brekkie. I don't normally all of my goofy first meal photos, thank god, but I'm posting this one because 1) I love the name Big Brekkie, and 2) every meal I ate in Australia featured a pile of meat like this. It's normally the Americans who insist upon a small mountain of meat on every plate, but apparently the Australians don't take a back seat to anyone.
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| After a return to my normal breakfasts of fruit, yogurt and Cheerios I could use a Big Brekkie right now. |
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