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Penne in red wine
2 ounces penne pasta
1 28-ounce can tomatoes crushed
1 tablespoon butter
2 shallots, chopped fine
1 tablespoon crushed garlic
1⁄4 cup red pepper chopped finely
1⁄2 cup good red wine
2/3 cup thick cream
1⁄2 cup freshly grated Parmesan cheese
1 cup of torn fresh basil leaves
Bring to the boil a large pot of water. Add the penne and cook as the
label directs. Then drain the pasta. Meanwhile, melt the butter in a
large pan over medium heat. Add the shallots, garlic and red pepper
and cook on a medium heat stir in the red wine, tomatoes and salt
to taste. Then add the thick cream and cook until the sauce thickens
slightly. Stir in the Parmesan and basil. Add the pasta to the sauce
and toss to combine Season with salt. Ser ve topped with more
Parmesan and basil.
A young Chaos heading down through Spain giving a couple a
Some time back before today’s terrorism concerns I was
hitchhiking through Spain during a time when the whole country
was crawling with Civil Guardia on the lookout for people
without papers. I was chasing a friend because I’d inadvertently left
my passport in his car glove box.
When he discovered it he left messages for me at pensions in
the main towns letting me know the next town where he would be
staying so I could catch up with him. I thought I would catch him at
Alicante, but the morning I arrived he had left early leaving a note
... “Chaos, will drop off your passport at Thomas Cook in Gibraltar.”
In Gibraltar! How was I going to get across the border without
I would be caught if I tried to walk through without one, I had
nightmares about being locked up in a Spanish prison. I decided to
find a cantina and drown my sorrows. It didn’t take me long to find
a small bar hidden down an alley. I entered around lunchtime and
found that after two drinks you got a free tapa.
After many glasses of cheap red wine I noted the patrons were
amused by my attempts at singing and trying to tell them stories
about Australia. I came across a couple of blokes who could speak
a little English and after buying them a good few drinks I told them
about my problem.
“ You have anywhere to stay tonight? ” One of them asked.
“No, I was going to find a pension.”
“Get some bottles of wine and you can sleep on board our
“ Sounds good to me.”
We staggered out into the dark then made our way through alleys
until we came to a large fishing boat.
“ Welcome aboard, Chaos. I’ll show you where to store your gear.”
It must have been around two in the morning when one of the
blokes said, “I hear you need some help getting into Gibraltar.”
HITCHING A BERTH WITH
“ Sure do. But how can you help? ”
“ We can leave early. We know where we can drop you off without
anyone seeing us.”
It was then I realised I was on board a smugglers boat. What the
hell! If they could drop me off on the rock then who was I to worry
about how I got in.
“ We go into the marina close to the airport. I will drop you off.
One of us will go with you to show you the way. Your best bet is to
make your way to the camping ground. It’s on the way to Catalan Bay.”
It was dark and the boat just touched the walkway when we
jumped. The boat came about and headed back out to sea.
“He coming back for you? ”
“No, I will go across the border with the Spanish workers later
this morning. Come on. Once we are through this fence we’re safe
I followed him through a break in the fence. He took me all the
way up to the camping area. By this time it was daylight and some
Aussies were up cooking. I thanked the fisherman and went over
and talked to them. They told me that immigration came through
checking passports every couple of days, so I’d better get to Thomas
Cook early. Arriving there, I was up against the establishment.
“Have you any ID to prove it’s your passport?
“Look at the photograph,” was all I could say. “It looks like me.”
I spent the whole day going from one office to the next until after
signing reams of paper they eventually handed me my passport. I
hitched a berth on a boat going into the Mediterranean with an
Australian couple who were delivering a motor cruiser to Sorrento,
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