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On the offshore reefs of Tweed Heads, Josh Kerr, Asher Pacey and the Nine Mile Mob make sure the scales of justice are weighted in their favour.
In the cover of darkness they take care of business and take out the trash; a mackerel being sent back to the bottom with cement boots, a double-crossing Yellow Tail waking up with a horse head in its bed.
But it's not all about hits and whackings, Don-Don Kerr also has a merciful side.
If the fish come peacefully in this racket, then in return Josh gives them protection, in his fan-forced oven, for about 15 minutes, seared in garlic, brushed lime and a delightful macadamia and coriander jus.
On the offshore reefs of Tweed Heads, Josh Kerr, Asher Pacey and the Nine Mile Mob make sure the scales of justice are weighted in their favour.
In the cover of darkness they take care of business and take out the trash; a mackerel being sent back to the bottom with cement boots, a double-crossing Yellow Tail waking up with a horse head in its bed.
But it's not all about hits and whackings, Don-Don Kerr also has a merciful side.
If the fish come peacefully in this racket, then in return Josh gives them protection, in his fan-forced oven, for about 15 minutes, seared in garlic, brushed lime and a delightful macadamia and coriander jus.
And that is about as far as this paper-thin metaphor will stretch.
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