Lion’s roar

On one of the last nights of my road trip around the North Island of N.Z. back in 2008, I stayed at a youth hostel called “Lion’s Den” in Coromandel Town. Sharing my room with five lumberjacks, I did not get much sleep that night. Even if I am normally insensitive to snoring, this was somehow of a different magnitude.

Passing Systembolaget after the gym, I found an Australian red wine called “Lion’s Roar of the Barossa” which turned out to be just perfect when recreating my favourite Turkish Airlines dish. With 60k Turkish Airlines miles expiring before the end of this year, it will hopefully not be that long until I get to try the real thing again.