Stories from the Bulletin
Place front line, with apologies to Franz Liszt
My brief review of Len
Evans’ memoirs provoked some fascinating contributions from those who were
there in the wild old days of Bulletin
Place with Len and Anders Ousback and John
Parkinson and Anne Tyrell. These anecdotes and contributions came in by email rather than as comments on the blog post, so I’ve
listed them here in ascending date order. They add colour and
dimension in a way that I could not.
Kim
Hello Kim,
I appreciate your discourse
on Len Evans. It opened many memories of obsessive passions given to wine
around Len. I loved this era and the times I spent with him, in particular with
the younger members of his staff from the beginning of the 70s, a number of
whom became life long friends. I also made similarly close friends amongst
other moths drawn to the bright Evans flame.
I first met Paul
Ferman at Lens ‘Bulletin wine club’ premises on Parramatta Rd, Leichhardt, in 1971. Also
Nick Bullied. This Est. was being run by John Parkinson and offered a tasting
room full of now mythical Oz wines. Len created this wine club through the
Bulletin magazine column he was writing in and was prompted to do so by its
editor (?) who loved long lunches and much wine. It was a big cash-cow
contributor to Bulletin Place.
One Saturday afternoon
in May 1971, during a drop-in visit, John opened Penfolds 1962 Bin 60a and
Woodleys ‘56 "skeleton". (When I ordered 2 of the 60a, John dialled a
number and pretty soon a blue Lancia sports car pulled up and out popped Anne
Tyrrell with bottles in hand. We drank another of the 60a and went out to
dinner.
Slippery devils, I
don't know what happened to the second bottle but I didn't go home with it!!
Anne was managing Lens
Bulletin Place rooms. John managed the club for
many years, assisted by Hellen Guy (married to Colin ). Anne (now Anne Ellis,
Hanging Rock ), John and Paul became my life-long, close friends.
Anders Ousbach was
another, rather gifted member of Lens team. I got to know Anders well, but he
too was a very complex, flawed, intriguing character that gave Len oxygen,
adding to Lens mystique. Anders opened many Great wines for me, and I
remember one lunch at his Hunters Hill home (actually, he was living with David
Ell, who had exquisite taste in esthetiques) with myself and Tony Bilson, where
Anders opened a 1911 Haut Brion, which was incredibly youthful.
Anders broke many a
bottle. He was showing a Bulletin
Place patron how he dropped an incredibly rare and
expensive German wine (1959 Erbacher Marcobrunner Beerenauchlese ..... I really
can remember most wines I've had over 40 years of drinking... It's amazing, but
I can) by juggling it, and dropping it, so, true to Anders style, he started
juggling, and dropped the second bottle. Len was soooo pissed-off.
Len, I believe , loved the trio of Anne, John and Anders. He thought highly of
Ferman and shaped his palate. I met Peter Snowball in the early years of the
70s, introduced by Anne at one of Lens wine tutorials. I instantly liked Peter
and observed he had an "Englishman's palate" with a love of German
whites and "Claret".
Len ran many great
tutorials in the 70s. We hear of the " Len Evans Tutorials " of the
modern era post Len, but in the 70s they were truly amazing. I remember seeing
O'shea wines from the 40s. The number of DRCs we could easily then buy and
frequently drank via Evans Est. would today seem a lie to the Parker
generation. Len was above all very generous. Incredibly so. He opened
many , many Great wines for Ferman and me over various occasions and I saw the
private man that people mystify about.
I owe him!! I
won't argue with the Philip White assessment. I too have thought those things
about Len. He had big faults, but he had a big, generous heart for those he
liked. Loyalty was sacrosanct to him. And, as I have just said, I owe him.
Thanks Kim. Your
jottings on this last of Evans is truly a sketch of a very real, human
character we were luck enough to have had. Love him or criticise him, I
certainly loved this era.
Very best Regards.
Jeffrey Daley.
17/11
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Thank you
Jeffrey for your detailed reminiscences, and how well they resonate with me,
although I arrived on the Sydney
scene somewhat later and never even knew of the Leichhardt establishment you
describe.
Kim, I hear
what you say, and it is fair and reasonable, but the fact is, Evans was a great
ball of FUN. That is why rich businessmen lent or gave him their money... they
did it because they loved to be around this great character, and he put fun
back into their lives.
I have
never heard anyone complain about the money they invested or lost in Evans's
various ventures. That says a lot.
And as you
say, Jeffrey, he was an enormously generous person. Often with other people's
money, and/or wine, but generous nevertheless! One of the many mysteries is
that Len was great at talking about wine, at educating people verbally, but he
wasn't actually much good at writing; certainly not at communicating as much in
writing as he did in spoken word.
I have just
re-read the little book "How To Taste Wine", which was the first of the
two books the family published posthumously. They arguably shouldn't have
bothered. It is a thin, poor effort. I was shocked at how poorly written it is,
how little thought seems to have gone into it, and the slapdash feel it has. I
found myself asking repeatedly: "How come the man who many, including the
wonderful Hugh Johnson, described as the greatest palate they had known, had so
little wisdom to impart in a book with such a grand title?" How many
little pearls of wisdom or insight are contained within its covers? Hardly any.
Disappointed,
but my curiosity stirred, I then picked up Michael Broadbent's tiny Mitchell
Beazley pocket book "Winetasting", and what a contrast! This is
beautifully written, thoughtful, detailed, practical, and full of the kind of
insight you might expect of a man who has been at the top of his game for so
many years and drunk more great wine than we could ever imagine.
Kim was
disappointed in the second book: "Not My Memoirs". I found it a lot
of fun, a very enjoyable read. Yes, it's a bit superficial, but that's OK, it
is not pretending to be profound. There is room for that kind of book, full of
witty anecdotes.
Best wishes
to all,
Huon Hooke,
17/11
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Hello Kim.
‘A confession! I was filling in time last night past midnight, the Rugby game @ 1.15am my goal .....when I had
finished my jottings, satisfied , I closed the pad down and went off to bed
forgetting completely about the game minutes away. Was it the Chambertin Clos
St Jacques? I dreamt about my Bacchanalian adventures, the bucksome wenches...the
wild dancing.... er....well, no, I always drank too much and was no threat to
anyone except myself. Ahh!
Yes, an Evans story
...! One tutorial, he was wound up following the description of the Le
Chambertin we had just looked ( tasted ) at and described the scene of a
Napoleonic officer doing what I dreamt and, finally hauling the drunken wench
over his shoulder,a bottle of Chambertin in the other hand, he climbed the
stairs to finish off the night. In the morning he couldn't remember the wenches
name, but could remember the wine was "Chambertin!!!" . I can't help
feeling my life is incomplete …
Very best Regards
Jeffrey Daley
18/11/2012
Bulletin Place today, looking rather lifeless without Len and friends
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Hi Kim, Jeffrey, Huon,
Chris and all,
I have thoroughly
enjoyed Kim's critiques and the comments and reminisces from you all. I only
knew Len Evans briefly but his ebullient and generous character were self
evident. What Len Evans did know and has Been a wonderful and very enjoyable
part of my life has been the unifying influence of the love of wine.It has
meant knowing and loving many great people including you bunch. That is
one of the great legacies of Len Evans.
Warmest Regards
John Levi, 18/11
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In
the book, Len makes mention of Anders Ousback more than any other individual so
one can conclude that Len learned plenty from Anders, as well as the other way
around.
This
is a small Anders story – I was working at the Wine and Spirit Buying Guide as
Advertising and Sales Manager when John Parkinson was the Editor and Colin’s
wife Helen his assistant. At one of the regular monthly wine tastings, all
conducted formally, white coats and masked bottles etc., Anders, who was one of
the tasters, declared that a blend of three particular wines would be better
than each individual one. The date was 3rd April 1978 and he picked
up an empty Redman magnum and wrote on the back label as follows
2/5
Birks Shiraz 1976
2/5
Bowen Estate c/s 1976
1/5
Leconfield Coon. Cab sauv
He
jammed in a cork gave me the bottle and told me to drink it in twenty years. I
did not follow instructions and opened it in 1996 and it was superb. That man
had real natural talent in many areas – just look at his obituaries.
I
still have the empty bottle – do not ask why!
Peter
Snowball, 18/11
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Hello Kim. Hello
young Peter.
Ah, yes , Anders Ousback. Now he really was an intriguing fellow. He was
admired greatly, beyond this countries embryonic food & wine scene, by the
likes of Michael Broadbent and Hugh Johnson. They thought his palate was
exceptional and his knowledge of great French wine quite unusual. He moved to England in the late 70s/early 80s, although he
had confounded Broadbent in Australia
on prior occasions ... picking at blind tastings what Broadbent thought was
impossibly difficult French wines. He even gave some lectures at the ' Masters
of Wine ' program in London,
but I don't know how this came to pass.
Anders had an
intuitive feeling for wine. He 'understood' it, if that's possible to claim.
And blending opened bottle left-overs at the end of an evenings tasting at
Evans Est. was his skilful play thing. Peter Snowball remembers well this game
of his and the longevity of his blended concoctions would surprise even the
most seasoned wine maker. Even Broadbent fell for one.... .. ‘You rotter
!!!’ ( Terry Thomas style ).
Blending:
At lunch one day in
the late 70s , Anders plonked down on the table a masked bottle and asked me '
local or imported ?' Hmmm? Welllll, ‘LOCAL’, I whimsically cried.
He paused, then as if he were addressing an audience, then he declared
'all those who said BOTH are correct.’ The bugger had blended classed Bordeaux slops with
Coonawarra slops. Actually, it was very good as I recall.
Then, he plonked down
another masked bottle...' Local or imported ?' Oh, alright , I'm up to your
little game, I cunningly thought.... ‘IMPORTED AND LOCAL’ ....just try and
trick this little rooster again, will you. ‘All those who said imported
ONLY, are correct .... it's 1928 Montrose!' ‘Ohh, double bugger!!!???’ He
too, like Evans, was incredibly generous with wine friends.
Catering:
Anders moved back to Australia
in the early 80s and tried his hand at catering, anywhere!. But he remained
incredibly clumsy . He was an accident in waiting. Murray Tyrrell was
throwing a grand lunch at his Pokolbin home and called Anders in on advice from
possibly Paul Ferman??
So I meet Anders
in the kitchen. He looks thrown, somewhat not his confident self. He
explains .... ‘I was turning into the gate of the homestead, off the Broke road,
when we became somewhat "airborne"...'. Airborne!!!??? He
was taking the turn and entrench a little too fast, cleared some space between
the tyres and surface as the drive quickly descends , and landed, fish-tailing
and skidding sideways for 20 feet. Ooops!!! Lunch nearly gone ... and nearly an
angelic Anders, probably. Murray
had no idea.
While we are talking
of the near death experience, Murray,
who was impeccably empathic as ever, popped his head into the kitchen and
gruffed ‘when are you poofters going to serve lunch?’
At the end of the day
, Anders and his team quietly packed up and slipped away.
You want some more
tales about Evans??..... Well that's for another day.
I think some Murray
Tyrrell stories are more fun!!?? He did the Chicken dance at my wedding.
Very best Regards to
all.
Jeffrey Daley 20/11
Anders and the chef at The Clock Hotel circa 1999
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Peter and Jeffrey,
I decided to crawl the web to find out more about the late Anders Ousback.
Here’s some of what I found:
‘Before becoming a
major style maker of Sydney
cafes, Anders ran a catering business. This came about after he was asked to
review a book about New York
caterers called Glorious Food, which convinced him this was what he had to do.
He had no funds and the deposit he asked of his first clients was not because
he didn't trust them, but to fund the purchase of the food. The party was a
success. As with everything else that he has applied himself to Anders became a
great caterer.’
This piece, which has no other attribution
than miettas, is much more generous to Anders:
‘Is
it possible to ever catch Anders Ousbach (sic) off guard? He has perfect timing
and always seems to know when to appear and what to say. I remember him as
sommelier at Hermann Schneider's Two Faces, then with Gay and Tony Bilson at
Berowra Waters Inn, but his experience and influence in both front and back of
house in the restaurant and catering industry is hugely more extensive than
that.’
‘Talking
to him at Sydney's revolving restaurant, The Summit, the renovation which he
realised in 1999, he was ready for the inevitable questions about his past and
his answers are exquisitely to the point - "What goes around comes around.
It is funny when you stand back from things and you look at starting points and
you realise that every time you think that was the starting point it actually
goes back to something slightly more cataclysmic. I worked here 25 years ago as
a trainee manager, so I walk around and my past comes before me." ‘
More photos from the
Clock http://miettas.com/photopage/one?id=75_all
http://miettas.com/Photographs/Chefs_O/Clock_Ousback_anders/Anders_Ousback_The_Clock_1999
http://notjustcake.blogspot.com.au/2011/10/anders-ousbacks-grilled-pepper-relish.html
[Anders Ousback took his life in 2004, and I’ve
included these two obituaries]:
Lonely
death of restaurateur with perfect taste, by David Dale and Valerie Lawson, May 31, 2004 http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2004/05/30/1085855437766.html
A
man born with good taste, John Newton, SMH, June 3,
2004
http://www.smh.com.au/articles/2004/06/02/1086058912666.html
This is a really good piece - anyone know John Newton?
Kim, November 20, 2012
Kim,
John Newton lives in
Glebe and is one of the Australian food writers I most admire. He has written
on food for Good Living on and off and has penned some books, including the
annual SMH Foodies Guide to Sydney.
Also the memorably titled Wog Food - about olive oil, garlic, etc.
Re Anders, a very
special person. There are some people who seem so rare and gifted that they
make you want to believe in the Buddhist idea that we have all lived before.
Their intuitive abilities, talents and superior insights make sense if you can
believe that they possess the accumulated wisdom of past lives. Many of the
anecdotes about Anders, including some of these, give a sense of his
evanescence.
Some of us of course
were mere plodders in our past lives!
HH 20/11
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Thanks for those insights, Huon.
John Newton’s obituary got so much closer
to Anders Ousback than that from David Dale and Valerie Lawson. At least that
was my impression. Clearly a most inspiring character, and someone I really
wish I’d met and got to know a little. Some of us are plodders in our current
lives, Huon, but I’m working hard to run faster.
Kim 20/11