American Food - yum
I was once taken, along with a group of friends, to an excellent American restaurant on Bondi Beach. We were dragged there, quite unwillingly, by our American buddy, Jeff. He insisted that we would love it, and sure enough, we did. It was vaguely Tex-Mex-themed, meaning we drank a lot of margaritas while eating enormous plates of barbequed meats.
My main meal (which Americans call an entrée), consisted of an entire pig’s worth of ribs, half a chicken, more potatoes than I’d ever seen in one place, and a metric shit-tonne of BBQ sauce. It was delicious, and I somehow managed to eat it all. This, Jeff assured us, was authentic American food, and a great night was had by all.
Over here in the USA, the place you go for authentic Australian food is Outback Steakhouse. It serves up classic Aussie cuisine, like Alice Springs Chicken Quesadilla®, Aussie Cheese Fries, Baby Back Ribs, Teriyaki Filet Medallions, and of course Gold Coast Coconut Shrimp. Shrimp. Not prawns. Shrimp.
Authentically Aussie
You can whet your appetite for these staples of Australiana by starting out with a Walkabout Soup Of The Day, and for the more delicate eaters, why you can avoid all of the manly, meaty mains (sorry, entrées) by sticking to a good ol’ Classic Blue Cheese Wedge Salad. Ah, the taste of home.
Basically, Outback Steakhouse is the American restaurant on Bondi Beach, with a few cringeworthy ockerisms thrown randomly at the menu. Its only similarity to an Australian restaurant is that it serves as an uncomfortable reminder that nobody (including Australians) has a fucking clue what Australian food is.
