The Black Stump died a death because of it's very naffness. However the corpse has been revived. http://www.blackstump.com/default.htm

Like most chains of "theme" restaurants, Sizzler, Lone Star, Hog's Breath, Black Stump, Outback whatever, they usually suffer from their very high standard of standardness. It's because they are all the same and because they are attempting to run on very low margins that the food tends towards rubbish rather than good and the service is non existent to poor.

There are a very few exceptions and if you want to find a true Aussie feed overseas, go down to the local bottlo (Off License for the Poms, Liqour store for the yanks, sorry euro's dunno what you call them over there, but you get the idea), procure a slab of whatever Australian beer you can find, (it won't matter by the time you've finished), get you local butcher to carve you a good sized steak or lamb chop, and while you are at it, grab some snags.

Go home, open one of the beers, go into your backyard and light a good sized fire, keep drinking beer until the fire dies down a bit then throw the meat on it and wait until it's cooked the way you like it. Ususally scorched black on the outside and raw on the inside. You can whack on some onions as well and it's not a bad idea to have a bread roll or a couple of slices of bread handy for holding your snag.

If there are sheilas in attendance then there is most likely going to be some form of salad available as well.

Whilst cooking, the beer should be steadily consumed to avoid having too much conversation. All the blokes should gather round the barbie and all the women will be in the kitchen or round the table and for gawds sake keep the two sexes separate.

Once the meat is looking like it's ready you should be well oiled with beer and about ready to eat. By the time you finish your meal, you should be close to running out of beer and ready for some backyard cricket if it is a daytime affair, or if it is night time, you might want to try to crack onto one of the sheilas. I'll leave it up to your own devices as to how the do will end, because it's about this time in the proceedings that I fall over and find I can't get up having lost the cooridination of me limbs.

Avagoodweegend maaaate!:rotfl:
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If you feel the need to converse, here is a quick lesson in Strine, (The local dialect):
http://www.youtube.com/v/HG3MnjTijc8

A lesson in how to do an Aussie BBQ:

http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=VxfVAUOXb6E

@ Tarjak :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl: :rotfl:

Now I'm bloody homesick.

For those not Aussie, while Tarjak's description of an Aussie barbie experience might sound a little fictional I can assure you that it is not. 100% true unless you live in Double Bay, Mosman or in some other posh area.

The secret to a great bbq is not to clean the bbq itself for months as shown by the example above from Tarjak. All the built up grease and grime adds to the flavour not to mention it can be a fire hazzard. :lol:

The fat fire is what gives the BBQ it's taste :up: , my brother in law is the master at that, last BBQ he cooked he had 3ft high flames :rotfl::rotfl:

Tarjack needs to be keelhauled for teasing expats like that :nope:

Do not boycott Outback Steakhouse.

Outback Steakhouse funds John Madden's Cruiser :stare:

http://www.outback.com/sportsandente...ollectible.gif

I've always found the Australian theme to be fairly useless...but not rascist.

I think clowns should unit and go after McDonalds. I mean really, what do clowns and hamburgers have in common anyway? Ronald McDonald is not a very good clown as clown standards go. Ronald tarnishes the good clown name...if there is such a thing. :88)

J/K

It's like Oirish pubs. I can't frikin stand them except for ones in Ireland which are just pubs.

Argggh I hate how they have to have at least one Irish accented guy behind the bar and you wondered if they were really Irish. How every fricking chair in the place is *******in uncomfortable because some marketing ****e thinks that Ireland is in the dark ages and everyone has farm implements hanging round their house.

Also what bugs me are some Americans who are 4th or 5th generation descendents of Irish immigrants, have probably never been to Ireland but seriously big up their roots to the past as if it was yesterday. I'm not saying all do that and I'm not saying don't be ashamed or forget where you come from, but I'm sure you guys know the type I'm talking about....

Rrrrrrrr......

Gut iffninckz y'all :D

How's zat for fake accents?

I've never understood why anyone would pay so much for crappy food. If I wanted to eat that I'd buy and cook it myself.

There is an Outback Steakhouse just down the road from me!:o Should I tempt fate and see if it's better eating it here in Australia?

Or I can fire up my New BBQ, throw on some steak, onions, sauages, Kebabs and other assorted meat products, cook them till the a nice shade of black (while the wife makes a salad and brings me a new drink now and then!:D) Dump it on a couple of plates, sit out the back of my new home thinking how much this would cost to do in the U.K. / Europe:sunny:

The following is a true story:

A friend of mine wanted to go to Outback Steakhouse and invited me along. She's not nieve enough to assume that when she gets out of the plane she will see kangaroos (unless of course she lands at Illfracombe - but I digress) so she asks me to come along.

We arrive and the waitress seats us at a table with some Queensland Tourism signs on the wall. I start pointing to them and explaining where the locations are. The waiter comes over and asks what we want. I scan the menu and see Brisbane Salad - or something like that. I ask him politely about the barra.

The waiter then says: "Come on, you're laying the Australian accent on a little thick aren't you? I've heard better."

My friend, halfway through her drink, choked so hard she spits it out and hits the occupants of the next three booths. The third member of our party is laughing his ass off as the waiter continues with "It's not like anyone would believe you are Australian with that accent."

I show him my Australian passport as we leave.

Never been back.:sunny:

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Sad to say, i think when it comes to Australia and aussies, most of us immediatly conjur up images from our local media, movies, and pop culture.

http://www.solarnavigator.net/films_...ile_dundee.jpghttp://img.alibaba.com/photo/1169613...500ml_cans.jpghttp://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload...0-d959b81cb3f0

and of course Steve Irwin.


Id toss in mad max too, but Australia never occured to me, only, "i wonder why the driver side is on the passanger side". Of course, i first saw it as a kid, so i woudlnt have known any better.

I think its patently obvious that we (as a people) really don't get out much. :rotfl:

So yeah, outback steakhouse. Of course we'd buy into that. Were too stupid to know otherwise. :88)

Until that movie, on-one in Australia ever wore kit like that.

No-one here drinks that cats wazz that's in those blue cans.

The prawn kebabs on that BBQ are way too fancy for a fair dinkum Aussie barbie!

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