What wuth the widding theah wasn’t much time for eatung out un NZ (In Zid). Stull, theah was plinty of gud food going.
OK, so this would be a lot easier if I’d studied linguistics, but you get the point.
From Sydney I made a short trip across the ditch for my cousin Matt’s wedding; this was the main reason for my visiting the southern hemisphere, although you would be forgiven for thinking filling my stomach was the primary motive.
While I didn’t have much time to eat out in NZ, the Brown’s know how to do good food well and so I still managed to fit in most of my favourite quintessentially New Zealand dishes (namely fishes).
The highlight of the wedding canapés were the whitebait fritters.
Fresh New Zealand whitebait, lots of it, held together by egg and possibly a little flour, although if there was any I certainly couldn't taste it. The fritters were served simply, just as they should be, with lemon and tartar sauce.