So in all honesty, we've been eating in the hotel lounge. A lot. Australia is, to put it mildly, insanely expensive. Our weekend trips are putting us in the hole and we're trying to squirrel away what we can to make up for them.
This means we haven't been delving too deeply into Australian fare. We did plunge in one night in Cairns at a seafood place on the harbor with the fave Aussie fish, the barramundi...
We actually had it again the next day in a restaurant in the rainforest that was much better because it was fresh instead of farmed. It's a clean, white flaky fish, you can see why Aussie's love it. Oh and those sweet potatoes underneath were pure heaven, especially when you've given up sweets for Lent.
We also ate some other true Aussie dishes...
Yes. We ate emu. We ate crocodile. We ate kangaroo. Please bear in mind this was actually before I had even seen a kangaroo and obviously before I fell in love with their gentle little selves. This may be worse than when I ate puffin. At least I didn't hand feed those little guys.
I will say that our guide on Saturday told us that kangaroo was the most humane animal we could eat in Australia since they aren't farmed. They live in the wild, are only hunted to keep their populations in check and it's strictly regulated. So, (justification coming in 3...2...1...) that's like our deer population and deer are pretty cute and I don't feel bad about eating those.
Sometimes it's tough being at the top of the food chain.
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