On my trip to Ballarat, I saw my first set of kangaroo crossing signs, though I missed the ‘roos themselves. Little did I know I’d have my fill of them just a few days later. Friday night found a group of us expatriates along the Southbank in the Crown Entertainment Complex, at an indoor/outdoor Italian Restaurant called Cervo. On the menu for a few of us: kangaroo.
Served medium rare over a bed of sweet potatoes, and a mixture of snow peas, asparagus, and wilted spinach, the kangaroo had the taste and consistency of a beef steak, though, to be honest, there’s a reason beef is the dominant red meat. They say kangaroo is only good if it’s cooked perfectly. Ours was pretty good, but I won’t be giving up on Mahogany’s.
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