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All righty then .... going back a few months to Jim's posting of the true awesomeness of Tim Tam Biscuits (cookies?) and the vaunted "Tim Tam Slam" as presented in a video by a couple of very good looking and way too young Aussie Chicks (Sheila's?)
Yesterday, ended up having to go to town and decided to make the trip more all-inclusive by doing our bi-weekly foraging tour of our local grocery store. Found that they had Tim Tam's on sale for about half price, so bought another package just to do the "Slam" experiment and see what-all our boy Jim was on about?
Bit the opposite corners off and not having any "Nestle's Milo" (we don't call it that here), or other hot chocolate drink mix around, chose coffee as the test solution to be sucked up by the Tim Tam "straw", as I find coffee and chocolate to be a heavenly combination in any case. Did the deed and it wasn't any too bad, but I only had a couple of seconds to enjoy it as the Tim Tam bar (biscuit) immediately started to collapse from the inside out, as it also was melting in my grasp with my fingers sinking into the goo! My only real alternative at that point was to pop the whole mess into my mouth in one piece, which, while seemingly wasteful of something that should be savored, was still rather delightful, if just a bit too quick and definitely messy!!!
So, there you have it .... a somewhat less than scientific analysis of an off-hand experiment trying to replicate results from a different down under hemisphere.
Good though .... may just need to try that again!?!? ;c)
I rather thought that the collapsing, melting sort of thing was likely to happen, so I did my testing over the sink, just in case. Actually, didn't lose nor spill any, so from that standpoint it was a success, more or less.
Think I'll give the cold milk test a try tomorrow, though it's been a really long time since I actually drank a glass of milk. Mostly just use it on hot or cold cereal or in scrambled eggs. Guess milk and Tim Tams are on the menu for the marrow!
The ‘Camel Lady’, Robyn Davidson, with her beloved dog, Diggity, and four camels, trekked 2700 kilometres across some of Australia’s most remote and inhospitable deserts, from Alice Springs to the Indian Ocean, in 1977.
Born in Queensland on 6 September 1950, Davidson enjoyed a free childhood that encouraged a vivid imagination. The creek at the bottom of the paddock quickly became the Amazon to adventurous Robyn and her older sister. Their father was a naturalist, bushman and opal fossicker. Robyn was 11 when her mother died and her spinster aunt, a tough horsewoman, became her carer.
“I could go to school on the back of my friend’s horse, charge around the mountain, skip school and form a gang”, she wrote.
In 1968, declining a music scholarship, Davidson hitched to Sydney to squat in an abandoned house with a piano, an artist’s model, gambling house hostess and member of the Push (a group of bohemian intellectuals and artists).
Although never formally qualified, she learned zoology from students around her and drifted to Alice Springs to serve a one-year apprenticeship with a cameleer.
“Dealing with camels proved to be a lot of trial and error. I was up at five every morning running around barefooted so my feet would toughen up.”
The idea of a long camel trek across inhospitable desert was triggered by her desire to challenge her contrasting traits of vulnerability and steely determination. A chance meeting with photographer Rick Smolan led to National Geographic sponsorship and the now world-famous story.
Setting out in 1977 on the nearly year-long trek, Davidson relied on good maps and knowledge of the constellations to navigate. A Pitjantjatjara man, Eddie, shared her journey from Docker River to Warburton (WA) to guide her to water.
The journey left Davidson with a desire to learn more of nomadic life. In 1990 she documented the disappearing culture of Rajasthani sheep-herders. Since then she has continued her nomadic lifestyle, which she believes causes “less damage to ourselves, the environment and our animal kin”.
Tracks, Davidson’s best-selling book about her Australian journey was made into an internationally-released film. She sees herself now as an inspiration for a new generation of girls. “I try to factor solitude into my life, because more and more that’s becoming a very precious and rare commodity.”
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