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…
Rick Stein: My Food Hero
How a love for chicken, chips and gravy opened up my culinary world
