A proud pav pose. These were the second batch. The first plate met the unfortunate fate of being smashed by the hand of a rogue Frenchman. He wasn't as apologetic as I would have liked, but being the easy-going Australian that I like to think I am, I harbour no ill-feeling towards him or his neighbouring stall despite his inclination for sabotage.
Not a fan of the desert myself, but the attendees seemed to enjoy it. Once I assured them i didn't have an Australian strain of small pox eating my face.
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Sounds all delightfully daggy C.
Wot dance was being performed on stage in the final pic of your post?
PS Forgot to ask.
Wot did the Dutch contingent contribute in culinary skills.?
Herring or french fries drowned in mayo perhaps???
Your pose suggests you're waiting for that call to deliver your delicious ''dial a pav''...
Is that a Mexican ring! ring !
...I hear...??
Glad to know that you've conquered your pav repulsion too as you seem to be effortlessly displaying & presenting them without your usual gagging..?
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