Let me begin with the words "I love shrimp." "I love 'em all" Once it was clear that even for readers other than those penetrated the Australian culture, shrimp, decapods are generic names and include many other names, including shrimps, prawns, and can also be langostino lobster, shrimp and refer crabs. So what do you say I want to see these lovely creatures are known and loved around the world and are a mainstay of the more international cuisine, in one form oranother. As you know every Australian, which form a rich collection of eating habits in our country surrounded by the sea. Our oceans and lakes are all kinds of shrimp from the sea to go on the lake filled with tiger prawns shrimp Greasy Tuggerah new love. As I said, I like 'em all "
When I was a little 'tacker My father was a rare and short lived purple patch in his business, and when we lived in Sydney, has decided (probably not with the full support of my mother) to buy a fisherman's hutor rather, two cabins on the same property on the Hawkesbury River about fifty miles from Sydney. The Hawkesbury River is an extension of the Nepean River, or vice versa, depending on if you go before or after the bottom. The magnificent Colo River, and runs into the Nepean, as well as tributaries whose sources are in the Blue Mountains of New South Wales.
The part of the Hawkesbury River, we are concerned today is the salt water section, which is the mouth of this picturesque waterway.The mouth moves from Broken Bay is known as the Tasman Sea, at this point on the coast between Punta Barrenjoey, and the hamlet of Pearl Beach truly magical. The wide bay is home to a small island in the shape of a king of the jungle, as it is aptly named. Facing the Lion and Iceland so, what needs to be a river, the city of Brooklyn, which is just past the hangar, Iceland, famous for fishing and the fact that the last river postman its merry way along the river IMPLIEDRoute. The city is the place where he was the new Hawkesbury River railway bridge, completed in 1955. I remember as a child to hear the old steam engines to pass the time thunder in the night. We lived about two and a half miles from the tracks in Eastwood when I was a boy. The sound, the old steam engine puffing calls steep slope between Eastwood and Epping stations in small, Roger dreams of faraway places and the Hawkesbury was a very long way inDays.
Brooklyn was the place to leave your car when we go to our new Weekender Milson was the point, which was a few miles upstream from Brooklyn and the respective term Milsons Island, the development of disabled people in those days at least. Milson Island is actually connected to the peninsula by a causeway and to the west (left) as you can see the Hawkesbury River Bridge on the Pacific Highway crossing to the north.
Milson, the point was a collection ofold village of fishermen's huts and rickety piers shows wrong in the Hawkesbury River. Our cabins special pair boasted a 44 gallon drum to collect rainwater in a rusty pipe loose from the old covenant who loses it. Over the weekend we have my two older brothers and I would have been used in the old Vanguard Ute dad for his painting and decorating companies sometimes our mother pile brave the wilds of the weekend weekender and sometimes prefers to bask in theThe silence of a Saturday afternoon to beat at home without the noisy kids.
We plonked ourselves forever in the high-sided and Ute revel in the fresh air through the top speed of 45 mph now run about 75 km / h offered. This is completely against the law today, but we never fail, and if we do not do anything stupid, we would have to face the wrath of our father. We have nothing to stupid. These are called natural checks and balances. So out ofHut we went along the windswept Pacific Ocean off the old highway and cutting huge mountain, feel where the back of the Ute and the smell we could last years of forest fire and see the arms and blackened trunks of eucalyptus trees, as they were for themselves in green as the hope of renewal. Arriving in Brooklyn and a car park near the pier, we then we got to our wonderful old-cut was also losses Cutter is a very elegant name for them, but for the purposes of this cutter will make history. Uscertainly cut our way of splashy Milsons Point provides a tree or two before wetting a line and made some unfortunate fish. If they do not bite Served on toast was the preferred menu.
Well, this lake is those days was the main artery for fishing boats, and especially shrimp, and in the early hours of the morning steam can be downloaded from our dock on the way to Brooklyn Sun assault truck production out of the market. If you were fast you couldFishing shrimp buy a flag and a few pounds of shrimp the best you've ever eaten. The fishermen were in a good mood and I was nearly always disheveled hair or ears optimized slightly wild smell of this exotic brown men with strong hands.
We've cooked in an old 4-gallon drum with the paint scraped, remembers his father was a painter, and we had a lot of drums. Fill it with water and Hawkesbury get it on the boil, tip in the arms still twitching schoolies, heldflickering in about a second and a half, so there was, they graciously heard and that has been sent to our salivary glands, as we waited impatiently for five in the morning for a "shrimp feeds" that one species seems to be a thing of the end collectively, I know they are a "school" of shrimp, but if you always eat a 'feed' shrimp. So if you are seven years, and drinking water from a rusty old drum and 44 gallons of shrimp with the prospect of eating baked beans forDinner
Hhmmm! Life can be sweet.
We also ate fresh prawns wonderfully down and go home, and there was, as with many things in the family, a ritual that accompanied the Great Shrimp Feeding Frenzy. This was another activity to my mother prefers to rely on the males of his family. It was the only one in an environment dominated by men, rather Lemme and this is always a bit 'sad. These things do not occur frequently in one, when he was seven.
Feeding large shrimpFrenzy was held on Friday, although they were not Catholic or religious in nature, usually had fish and chips on Friday and in some cases, shrimp and began the ritual. Dad walked in the door is booming: "I have shrimp," my brothers and I in a spring action as well-oiled machine. One has two bowls, they are called Mother Coupe, and filled with a vinegar and the other with the mayonnaise jar in the refrigerator. Another would be the bread and butter and we were a half-proliferationMeatloaf with clumsy smears of 'marginal', salt and pepper were also evident. All this has been plenty of newspaper wrapped around the body succulent small group of decapod crustaceans all red and ready for the greedy hands of Shell and chew. There were always a lot of paper, as are the father asked for more for sure, this is a ritual well-marked, and some things must be done the right thing. When the shrimp have been unpacked bread and butter, vinegar, mayonnaise, salt and pepper were plonked higgleypigglely the newspaper, which had already spread to the center of the room, we were three brothers and a father at the same distance to the ground and go down to the word of the shrimp in a seizure of absolute enthusiasm. The theory is that we are all different sizes and from my father down and our skill level has been decreased, we were younger. This works even bigger and you need to fill and it was here. I was the smallest and got theleast. There was also another survival technique is happening here. Fast turn out to be very satisfied. Sometimes there was no time he was in vinegar and sprinkled with salt or mayonnaise dip in the ground, saving valuable time. The only minor drawback of the Great frenzy of eating shrimp, I was always itching somewhat 'allergic to develop the high level of cholesterol in the shrimp (do not know that then), and sometimes cause a bit' on the skin. Not enough to worry about a hungry child, but oncelittle itchy. Three boys and a father would emerge from the living room with a smile, greasy, and the devastation of shrimp wrapped tightly in the same newspaper, saying: "Geeze I hope that the fish and chips are still hot"
