Happy Australia Day!!!!!

[Tarlam!]

It just turned midnight in Sydney. The 26th of January is our big day. To do this justice, everyone should have a real Aussie 7 course dinner. A six pack and a meat pie!

[Iron Mike]

YAY!!!

[Scott Campbell]

What's the story on the little pie thingy?

[Tarlam!]

What's the story on the little pie thingy?

It's often considered the national dish.

[Harlan Huckleby]

Elle McPherson is more often considered your national dish

[Freak Out]

Fucking convicts.

[Harlan Huckleby]

I fell in love with Austalia from that "Sound of Music" movie.

[Scott Campbell]

It's often considered the national dish.

What's that red stuff on top. And how is it different than the English meat pies?

[mraynrand]

People are still free in Australia

[MJZiggy]

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I recognize that version of the flag...

[Tarlam!]

What's that red stuff on top. And how is it different than the English meat pies?

The red stuff is tomato sauce, which is called ketchup in other parts. An Aussie meat pie is iconic. Like Aussie sausage rolls or Aussie pasties. They just taste better than anything the Pommies come up with. Next you'll be asking what a Pommie is I suspect.

[MJZiggy]

Nobody ever said the English could cook...

[Tarlam!]

Worst place in the world to eat is England. Maybe I'm unqualified to say that having only been around the world 16 times.

[easy cheesy]

The red stuff is tomato sauce, which is called ketchup in other parts. An Aussie meat pie is iconic. Like Aussie sausage rolls or Aussie pasties. They just taste better than anything the Pommies come up with. Next you'll be asking what a Pommie is I suspect.

I love Aussie pasties! I spent three months in Melbourne with a friend of mine... what a great frickin' time... great people, great place! I'll never ask what a Pommie Bastard is btw....

[swede]

Worst place in the world to eat is England. Maybe I'm unqualified to say that having only been around the world 16 times.

I watched a nature show in which they baited English foxes with different packaged sausages to ascertain if a preference for kind could be determined. Those sausages were the most unappetizing mess of pale, bloated, ground up animal matter I have ever seen. The fox that showed up disappointed me by actually grabbing one of the putrid looking meat bags and running away with it. I hold out hope that he didn't eat it but rather delivered it with a complaint to the Ministry of Canned Bangers and Processed Meats.