Barbecued Free Range Eggs - Magnetic Island Style - Fresh from Chook to Cook
Look closely you'll see the eggs
...and the chooks that laid the eggs would beg for food around the tables of alfreso diners, while goats frolicked up and down the mango trees.
"YESTERDAY's story about drunk parrots falling out of the sky in Darwin reminded me of a time when I lived in a house (on Magnetic Island) with a big umbrella tree in the front garden. Every year when it flowered the parrots would have a party and get as drunk as lords - they were noisier than a brace of jackhammers. The same house backed onto the old mango farm which was home to a giant 350 kg pig, Georgina. In the mango season, the mangoes would fall into her sty, ferment on the ground and she would get drunk too. She didn't make too much noise when drunk, but the next day when she woke up with a hangover, the howling and moaning could be heard at Palm Island I'd reckon. Luckily the mango season and the umbrella flower season weren't at the same time or life wouldn't have been worth living."
Look closely you'll see the eggs
...and the chooks that laid the eggs would beg for food around the tables of alfreso diners, while goats frolicked up and down the mango trees.
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A Clue: Following is an extract from Mary Vernon's 'About Town' column in the Townsvile Bulletin June 4 2010.
"YESTERDAY's story about drunk parrots falling out of the sky in Darwin reminded me of a time when I lived in a house (on Magnetic Island) with a big umbrella tree in the front garden. Every year when it flowered the parrots would have a party and get as drunk as lords - they were noisier than a brace of jackhammers. The same house backed onto the old mango farm which was home to a giant 350 kg pig, Georgina. In the mango season, the mangoes would fall into her sty, ferment on the ground and she would get drunk too. She didn't make too much noise when drunk, but the next day when she woke up with a hangover, the howling and moaning could be heard at Palm Island I'd reckon. Luckily the mango season and the umbrella flower season weren't at the same time or life wouldn't have been worth living."
Here's another clue: from the "Bootsnall Travel Site"
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