Rick Stein: My Food Hero
How a love for chicken, chips and gravy opened up my culinary world
On Racecourse Road Flemington, there was the best charcoal chicken place that I’ve ever known. Don’t look for it now, it’s no longer there. Back in the very late 90s I would go there most Saturday’s at around lunchtime, my salivary glands in overdrive by the time several laps had been chugged in the Torana to find a carpark. If you didn’t know how to re…
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