<rant>When I was a teenager and in my early twenties, there was nothing better than knocking off afternoon shift at the steelworks and riding my motorbike into Wollongong to one of the many pizza bars and tucking into a large plate of Scaloppini al Vino Bianco (veal in white wine) as a midnight snack before going home to bed. In fact, just about every pizza bar everywhere served scallopini al vino bianco back in the early eighties - I was spoiled for choice. Now, it's a rare pizza place that still makes the stuff - if you find one that serves scaloppini, more likely than not, it'll be scallopini al marsala! What??? I blame Ozziepost and his fellow red-wine drinking, Shiraz-sipping socialists for this abominable state of affairs! Even Chardonnay Socialists aren't that bad - you can at least use chardonnay in scallopini al vino bianco! This had better change soon and you and your jack-booted "let's deprive Stephanus of his favourite food" brigade stop wielding your evil influence as regards this matter, Sonny Jim, or you'll here from me further...
I'm on a diet for heaven's sake! All this talk of scaloppini al vino blanco, roast lamb a la Greco, pizza bars and wine make me yearn for my Big Fat Elder days when we would go to restaurants after the meetings (to get some real food after choking down all that spiritual food, no doubt).
Please help me I'm slipping...
Cyrus
P.S. I'm no longer a Big Fat Elder, I'm now a Slim Svelte Apostate, and I'm gonna stay that way, so there!
I drink red wine while I'm cooking with white - how's that for a compromise? I have a wonderful recipe for pork chops with a white wine sauce; in fact, that's the dish that snared Big Tex and made him aware of my many charms.
