I had to get a CAT scan done this morning. Nothing alarming (hopefully). I just have a new chest specialist and he decided he'd quite like some new scans to compare with the ones I had done a year ago when I was crook as a dog.
My appointment was at 10am, over in Taringa, just a couple of streets away from where The Tasmanian Babes was set/actually happened. The procedure was all covered by Medicare, so that was cool, but I had to go without food or water beforehand.
That was uncomfortable and it got a little gnarlier when a migraine came on at about nine o'clock - possibly because my bloodstream was screaming out for caffeine.
I couldn't take anything of course. I had to nut that one out until the scan was done.
Rewarded myself with a trip to Morning After over at West End where I had the southern fried chicken benny for both breakfast and lunch. And possibly dinner.
This thing hits like a fucking Tiger tank, I tells ya.
It's good, though. And think of the protein!
Really hope my nutritionist isn’t reading this.
If you ever pack in the writing you could fire up with "JBs white knuckle brunch tours of Straya". I'd buy tickets:-)
Southern Fried Chicken Benny. Wow. Now I know what has been missing in my life.
wow! I'm gonna have to learn how to make that. the chicken I can do, but is there truffles in that sauce?
I think there is a plan for the universe. Obviously chicken evolved to be fried.
Surely your chest specialist would have Opinions about this too.
Well worth it, IMO. Looks amazing.