An ode to Bunnings sausage sizzles and other things we’ve missed in lockdown – Sydney Morning Herald

My ideal scenario? Sunday morning (possibly hungover), me, a crew of willing participants, and the all-out gluttony of stopping every trolley. The distinct smell of steamed bamboo baskets full of plump, glistening dumplings, tender braised chicken feet, jewel bright greens. The chaotic aftermath of sauces spilled and empty tea cups. I miss all of it, profusely.
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