The almighty "Mystery Bag"

In Australia, many retailers choose to support worthwhile charities by providing facilities for those charities, clubs and associations in the form of a "Sausage Sizzle" in an effort to raise funds. This facility is not charged for.  Ten points awarded and hats off to those retailers for a great community service. Also, ten points to those who who use that facility to raise funds.

The product served is a "sausage", served on a slice of cheap, white bread, topped with some kind of sauce and/or onions.

This gourmet delight is known by a number of names, such as "sausage on bread" (how original), " sausage sandwich", "sausage sanga" and others. I prefer the name "Mystery Bag".
"Why Mystery Bag?" you may well ask.

Have you ever been to a supermarket and checked the ingredients on a a pack of sausages? There are generally some poor off cuts of meat and offal, cereal and a shitload of chemicals to stop it rotting. Charities will generally buy the cheapest sausages possible, in order to raise maximum funds, hence a plethora of chemicals.

That's why I call it a "Mystery Bag". You have no idea what the hell you are eating!

Having said all that, I wish you bon appetit with your next Mystery Bag.

Aussie Women March Against Trump

Harpies Bazaar in Melbourne

WTF!

Australian women around the country rallied and marched against President Trump's Inauguration. Why?
He's not our president. We didn't elect him. And, for all we know, he is no better or worse than any previous President, re his alleged locker room statements on women. We do know, however, that he has been vilified by the American press and, so called, celebrities.

As for the "locker room" comments, how many of the protesting women have never said rotten things about their husbands, boyfriends, bosses or other men to their circle of friends or acquaintances? Whether they meant it or not, they've ALL said something evil at sometime or another. If that is the case, surely the protesters are, at best, hypocrites or, at worst, evil, mean spirited busy bodies interfering in something that is none of their business.

A personal note to all those protesters. It seems to me that since you have no bras left to burn, you've turned into judgemental harpies. Let it go! Perhaps your outrage and indignation toward politicians should be turned towards our own inept mob.