A pretty unimaginative, but tasty, Balti beef curry meal with some home made puppadoms and Narn bread.
It was a fairly sedate race on a very fast track. Tire play didn’t really come into play as the Pirellis didn’t have anywhere near the degradation they suffer on other tracks for some unknown reason. Vettel cruised to victory from Pole, while Mark Webber dropped second to Alonso about three quarters of the way through due to faulty KERS. It extends Vettel’s lead over Alonso to 13 points with three races remaining, which makes for a very exciting last few races!
Grosjean was up to his old tricks, taking out competitors on the first corner. This time it was poor Mark Webber who started 2nd behind Vettel. Further back in the field, but actually before Big John’s idiocy, Alonso got put into the kitty litter on turn one.
Vettel went on to win with Massa (of all people) coming second and Kamui Kobayashi picking up third in front of his home fans, the first Japanese podium since Aguri Suzuki in 1991. Good on him, I hope his success continues. The upshot is that Vettel is now only 4 points behind Alonso on the leader board and is gunning for three championships in a row.
So this weekend we had traditional home-made Chicken Laksa, and our own version of non-alcoholic Singapore Slings with Cherry juice, Lime juice, Lemonade and crushed ice. They went really well together.
The race was long. Well, no longer in length that most other races but it’s a slow track. A stark contrast to last weeks race at Monza. After 59 of the prescribed 61 laps, they called it a day after 2 hours. Vettel took a big chunk out of Alonso’s lead in the standings by taking first to Alonso’s third. Button was second, Di Resta impressta with fourth and Daniel Ricciardo again managed points in ninth, actually beating Red Bull’s Mark Webber in tenth. Webber later got docked time for a questionable incident which dropped him to 11th and robbed him of his point. Schumacher liked the look of Vergne’s back end and drove right up the back of him on lap 38.
So for the thirteenth round of the 2012 Formula 1 World Championship, we went with Pasta Carbonara using bacon, parmesan cheese, onion, cream, egg and black pepper. With a side of garlic bread and salad. It was rich, like evil rich. But it tasted great.
Current championship leader “He who must not be named” must be pretty chuffed with the result. Despite finishing third (and being out qualified by a flying Massa) he actually extended his lead in the championship rankings by thirteen points by virtue of Red Bull finishing outside of the points. Not a bad race, and it was good to see “Checco” Perez in the hunt right at the end with some good tire strategy.
Mark Webber better get a wriggle on if he hopes to rein in the leaders. He’s had some less than inspiring results since re-signing a few months ago.
How can you go past the traditional “Fish ‘n’ Chips”?
Pretty simple, and didn’t require a lot of thought or preparation. Just some oven baked chips plus Fish and Squid.
After shocking conditions for Qualifying on Saturday, “He Who Must Not Be Named” led from Pole and shared the front row with Webber, who impressively managed to not drop any positions before the first corner and hung around in second for the whole race, and then pounced on around the fifth last lap to take a big win in Silverstone.
My photo was on that car! It turns out, so was “He Who Must Not Be Named”:
It was race weekend, and in honour of the 2012 European Grand Prix (held in Valencia, Spain) I made a meal of Spanish omelette with tomatoes and Chorizo, plus Macaroni en Salsa de Tomate con Chorizo. Essentially a fancy name for pasta with tomato and spicy sausage but it was Yummy!
As for the race, poor old Mark Webber had a horror qualifying session, not making it past Q1 and landing him back in P19. Webber was a big winner at the end of the day, however, fighting his way patiently up to 4th by the end of the race, edged out by Schumacher, Kimi and “He who should not be named”. It was anything but boring, with action all through the race.
Schumacher on the podium is a win for Formula 1.
Last weekend was the Canadian Grand Prix in Montreal, Canada. Race time was 2am local, and I had intended to stay up and watch it. But, my luck being what it is, there was a short storm that took out the power to half of Perth for 24 hours.
During the afternoon we noticed it was getting a bit blowy, and while starting to prepare our 2012 Canadian “Taste of the Race” meal we saw that our trampoline in the back yard had blown over and was banging up against the side fence.
As you can see, it’s the type with a big
cage net so that we can lock the kids in there the kids wont fall and hurt themselves. This net had caught the wind and the trampoline had fallen on it’s side.
We rushed out to secure the tramp. But to what? And how? We had rope, but nothing to tie it to. I thought about taking the legs off so we could tuck it under the bbq area roof but that proved time consuming. The wind picked up, and so did the tramp. It lifted me up in the air, and if Suzanne hadn’t been holding it at that moment as well then I would have taken off with it, looking much like a round hang glider, and landed on a roof a block away.
It’s then that we decided to cut our losses and sacrifice the tramp. Suzanne took to it with a knife, ripping apart the safety net and mat. We were then able to take the rest of it apart at our leisure, if you can call unscrewing nuts and bolts in stinging rain “leisure”.
Anyhow, we weren’t able to go ahead with our planned meal of “Poutine” until yesterday. Poutine is a French-Canadian dish of French fries (or “chips” for Aus/UK folk) and fresh cheese curds, covered with brown gravy or sauce. Sometimes additional ingredients are added. I first had Poutine at La Banquise, a restaurant in downtown Montreal that has specialised primarily in Poutine for almost 50 years. It was actually race weekend when I was there a couple years ago, and I could hear the cars from across the river. La Banquise, I was told, is kindof an institution among the locals, so I was obliged to dine there. Our own recipe included diced bacon for a bit of extra meaty flavour.
Too bad I can’t tell you much about the race. Lewis Hamilton won with Perez and Grosjean rounding out the podium. Hamilton became the seventh winner in seven races, and as usual Michael Schumachers best lap was in the pre-race driver’s parade!
Looking forward to the European Grand Prix in Valencia.
So Formula 1 visited Monaco on the weekend which allowed us to research and eat all things Monegasque. We learned that Monaco is a tiny country, less than 2 square kilometers making it about as big as our little suburb and just large enough to host a race track. Most workers come from neighbouring France and Italy, and so their cuisine is mostly of French and Italian influence. We went with a platter of exotic cheeses, meats, breads and dips plus some caviar. Perhaps what you’d expect to serve on your luxury yacht before hitting the casinos. We had this while watching the Eagles give the Dockers a lesson at Subiaco, as the race was a little late for the kids to stay up and watch.
Mark Webber was on pole, and raced perfectly to lead a train of 6 other contenders across the line for his first win of 2012. In doing so, he’s the sixth winner from the first six races which is something that hasn’t happened before. It gave him a bag of points and puts him right into contention for 2012, only a few points down on current leader Alonso.
Next up is the Grand Prix du Canada for which I plan on Poutine, a very evil but tasty dish.
So, last night I made Paella for dinner as part of our 2012 Taste of the Race.There’s different types of Paella with the most popular being seafood. But we went for a pretty generic mix with a bit of everything: chirozo sausage, chicken and prawns cooked into onion, red and green capsicum (for some great colours), tomato and rice. It tasted great, and what’s more the kids really liked it. When I say I made it, Suzanne helped a little bit. It wasn’t all that difficult, but Suzanne managed to slice through the middle of her fingernail when chopping the capsicum.
The race itself was an interesting affair. Pastor Maldonado, of all people, had managed pole position for Williams after Lewis Hamilton got sent to the back of the field for not having enough fuel left in the tank for sampling after qualifying first by a good 5 tenths. That pretty much cost him the race.
To Maldonado’s credit, he put in a mature race for someone who hasn’t shown a lot of maturity in the last season or so. But by the first corner he’d given up the lead to local hero Alonso in the Ferrari. Despite this, Williams were calling the shots in the race and timed their pit stop to perfection to give Maldonado plenty of clean air. He put in the outlap of his life to undercut Ferrari who had to re-actively pit Alonso and put him behind some unwanted traffic and more importantly behind Maldonado. I’m not too keen on passing in the pits. I’d rather see on-track passing but watching the strategy unfold successfully was intriguing.
Maldonado held on from a desperate Alonso charge late in the race. Unfortunately Alonso suffered from being behind traffic and his tires dropped off a couple laps too soon. Good win to Williams and Maldonado in the end, for the fifth different winner and the fifth different constructor to win from the first five races.