Question: Could anything be more Australian that kangaroo steaks cooked on the barbecue?
Answer: Nope.
With only residual jet-lag remaining and feeling like I was well on my way to getting a sense of Sydney, it was time to sit down with friends Lauren and Alex for our first barbecue on their fantastic penthouse terrace. (very posh, no?) Our trip to the grocery store for rations proved interesting: you know you're in Australia when you go visit the local IGA supermarket ... and there are kangaroo steaks for sale. Bizarre!
After feeding the wild laurakeets which visited their balcony before sundown (Lauren's a bit of a sucker for animals, and she got the birds in the habit of coming back everyday for a hand-fed honey fix), we sat down for kangaroo on the barbie.
The day after, I joined some new friends (canucks and aussies) for a trip to Symbio Gardens, a petting zoo in Sydney's south end where we were able to get up close and personal with many local animals such as koalas, wallabies and (you guessed it) kanagaroos.
Hand-feeding a kangaroo the day after eating one. So ironic. ("It's like 10,000 spoons, when all you need is a knife." ... oh Alanis ...)
Not much of a recipe to be shared, but perhaps some pointers for the perfect barbecued steak:
http://www.greatsteak.com/6-steps-to-grill-the-perfect-steak.htm
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