Don't be too sorry, Doug. This was a totally unrepresentative meal in Tassie where plenty of gourmet fare is on offer, particularly in Hobart, Launceston and many coastal areas where salmon is farmed and cool climate grapes are grown.
Pat, Boags does sound Tolkeinic doesn't it and northern Tasmanians tend, like their mainland northern counterparts to have acquired a Smaug-like reputation for warm bluster and even redneckery. Cascade is more the beer of choice in the south. Friends in Hobart went camping some time back and took a slab of Cascade in a canoe on their car roof for storage. Wild northern teenagers knocked it off but the father returned the slab minus one stubby which one had sipped and spat up, rejecting southern swill!
Tattoos these days, Andrew, seem largely to have crossed class and geographic boundaries.
Bill
> On 26 Feb 2014, at 8:58 pm, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Bill Hard folded flies!! Sounds my sort of place cheers for laughs
> Boags??? Sounds like something out of Lord of the Rings
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> Behalf Of Bill Wootton
> Sent: 25 February 2014 22:04
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> Subject: attempt the impossible
>
> attempt the impossible
> tattooed in black
> cursive script
> on the upper foot
> of waitress at sticky
> beaks cafe longford
> saturday night serving
> up vege lasagne
> microwaved some
> bits cooked edges
> rawish pasta
>
> chips and salad
> declined so sliced
> boiled spud un-
> frozen peas
> carrots that
> whisper apart
> cabbage with
> ham surprise bits
>
> bring your own
> and they do
> cans of boags
> emerging from
> green vinyl
> zip-ups popped
> into velcro stubby
> holders
>
> the menu
> plastic covered
> hard folded flies
> off the table
> of a departing diner
> with door wind
> waitress picks it
> and puts it
> sweeps plates
> off table air swoosh
> sending menu
> floorwards again
> this time staying
>
> bw
>
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