Colin's Beef Ragu (by Biggs)

I arrived in Perth in the wee wee hours of this morning. It was immediately announced that Amanda's Dad was going to make is a Ragu for dinner and I knew I was home (note: not actually my home).

Sure, throughout the day we had some hot cross buns, an awesome coffee from Jac and Bean and a picnic lunch of salami and salad breadrolls by a lake but it was about at this point that Father Colin started getting anxious to be by a slow cooker and get his ragu dancing.

Tonight we were having dinner at Mike's sister's beautifully renovated house. She is generously allowing interstate interlopers to stay in the lead up to the wedding while her and her family are away for Easter. The kitchen is brand new complete with an induction cooktop that took some wrangling but once that was sorted Colin seemed to make himself at home.

Five hours later Colin was disappointed in the cook on the meat but two things...1) he was stuck with some shitty Coles blade steak, if it wasn't going to break down after that amount of time I don't think it was ever going to happen, and 2) dinner was delicious.

When I went back for seconds the flavours had really intensified.... especially the garlic, and the rosemary Colin stole from a neighbors garden.