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Known for being a pub delicacy that’s hard to polish off by yourself due to its indisputable enjoyment to ‘I’m fucking over it’ ratio, the humble plate of wedges can be spotted at every RSL, gastro pub and tavern, and is most often picked when you can’t think of what else to get.
At Betoota Ponds most popular tavern, ‘Garry’s’ these bad boys come with a $9 price tag and are accompanied by a slop of freezing cold sour cream that not only does nothing to lubricate the stupidly oversized hunks of potato, but also make for an interesting temperature combination – leaving your mouth not knowing what the fuck is going on.
This often results in the few small, palatable wedges being demolished first, followed by some half hearted picking at the rest of these regrettable lumps of starch as everyone secretly wishes they’d just ordered a plate of fucking chips instead.
More to come.
