Diesel Rogers Dining with Diesel www.sunlive.co.nz

The boss's apprentice boy took me for a stroll down The Strand last week, as I am not allowed down there by myself anymore, apparently I am more of a menace to the restaurant punters than some of the homeless begging for food.

As we were minding our on business (well he was - I could smell pizza), he bumped into one of the over-hanging palm fronds. Well the language would have made his hair curl, if he had any, and all I got was a torrent of abuse directed towards the council, about how it was great that the drinking establishments down there now had fixed areas for their punters, but, as we walkers now had to walk on the roadside, the bloody palm trees had to be negotiated, and with all the triffod fronds it is like negotiating the protesters in Cairo.
It is all very well if you have hair - as the follicles act as a warning device, a little like those parking sensor things on modern cars, but, when you have nary a curl, it can get hair-raising. Now with blood on his head and his sense of humour very much on the wane, my walk was cancelled.
A word of warning to the city council; if I was you I would prune the bloody vicious things pronto, or someone I know will be doing it for you and in all fairness, I can see his point of view, as the council could be in deep excretement if someone actually seriously injured themselves, and please do not tell me they are protected.
As the saying goes: 'It's fun and games till someone loses an eye.”
All this talk of hair, or a lack of it, brings me to a story I have to relate to you, it involves a canine too and another blimmen German to boot.
Hair goes……………..
My neighbour found out that her dog (a Schnauzer) could hardly hear, so she took it to the veterinarian. The vet found that the problem was hair in the dog's ears. He cleaned both ears, and the dog could then hear fine. The vet then proceeded to tell the lady that, if she wanted to keep this from recurring, she should go to the pharmacy and get some "Nair" hair remover and rub it in the dog's ears once a month.
The lady went to the pharmacy and bought some "Nair" hair remover. At the register, the pharmacist told her, "If you're going to use this under your arms, don't use deodorant for a few days."
The lady said, "I'm not using it under my arms."
The pharmacist said, "If you're using it on your legs, don't shave for a couple of days."
The lady replied, "I'm not using it on my legs either. If you must know, I'm using it on my Schnauzer."
The pharmacist says, "Well stay off your bicycle for about a week."
Well that's that then, and I know my good mate the Aussie butcher boy has some meaty treats ready for you that will put hair on your chest, so make sure you get in and see him.

Spicy sauced pork loins
Ingredients
1½ cups sweet orange marmalade
4 Tbsp cider vinegar
2 Tbsp honey
1 Tbsp hot sauce
Pinch salt
1 kg pork tenderloins
½ cup flour
½ tsp salt
Dash ground black pepper

Method
Combine the marmalade, vinegar, honey, hot sauce, and salt. Simmer until reduced by one-third, for 10-15 minutes.
Combine flour, salt and pepper in a food storage bag.
Cut tenderloins into one-inch slices and flatten slightly. Shake tenderloin medallions in flour mixture to coat well.
Heat oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Sear tenderloin medallions about three minutes on each side. Add the reduced sauce, cover the skillet and simmer for 20 minutes or until pork is cooked through.
Well that's all from me for this week, and thanks to all you canines out there who have become my new face book buddies, keep them rolling in. Just search for Dieseldog Rogers and you'll find me.
Take it easy out there and be careful of the palm trees.