26 nov 10
The Grill'd Airstream is teaming up again with the crew at Secret Wars to bring you a burger to enjoy with your live art battle.
It all kicks off at 12pm on Thursday 2nd December down at Southbank Spillway ? right near the footbridge from Flinders St Station. For 90 minutes only, we?ll be sharing the love with free mini Grill'd burgers for those who drop past (first in best dressed), whilst 2 of the finest street artists getting around, Drew Funk and Scale, will go head to head on a blank wall to provide their artistic interpretation of "Burger Love in the City". The crowd on hand will decide who takes away the coveted Burger Love Tour Trophy, by cheering for their favourite art at the end of the 90 minute battle. You can find full bio's on the Secret Wars artists here.
Sunday 5 December will see the Burger Love Tour roll into St Kilda Beach from 1pm ? 2.30pm (right near the St Kilda Sea baths), where Pierre Lloga & Deb will step up to the wall to deliver their interpretation of "Burger Love at the Beach".
So if you're around Melbourne next week be sure to come by, say hi, and join in the fun.
Check out the clip below to find out what happened when the Burger Love Tour rolled into Bondi recently.
19 nov 10
Gentlemen (and ladies) of the Grill?d Guild ? Thankyou for your attendance at our clandestine gatherings over the last 10 days.
Unfortunately all good things must come to an end. The red carpets at our restaurants look lonely without the presence of many a moustachio'd man, so they've been rolled away for another year, but we've enjoyed welcoming you in to the Grill'd Guild over the last 10 days. Raising at least $40 for Movember is a great effort (and we know there a lot of you who raised a whole lot more).
The least we could do was shout you a burger (or 10) as a small sign of our appreciation.
Whilst the free burgers may have concluded for yet another year, don?t let this distract you, there?s still plenty of time to cultivate those mo?s and raise funds for Movember!
Yours in mo
Grill'd
17 nov 10
Friday was bliss. As far as Movember days go it was one of the best on record.
Woke up to a decent amount of sun, walked down to get my morning coffee whilst rocking out to a bit of Toto. I know, I know, Toto is very old hat, but they sported some pretty decent moustaches in the day and not to mention Africa is an awesome song.
Watched a brilliant basketball documentary on ESPN called Once Brothers, about Drazen Petrovic and Vlade Divac, which I recommend to anyone who loves basketball or general sports history
After finishing up that, clearly I needed to get out and sport up myself. That was arranged by throwing down the gauntlet to my good mate, and sadly barren-lipped friend Russell, with a relaxed 100 balls aimed at the ball-retrieving kid and his reinforced golf-cart on the driving range. Half way through trying to KO the driving range kid, the weather decided to turn. For anyone who wasn't in Melbourne on Friday, let me just say the storm that passed through our town was worthy enough to build an Ark and gather up animals. It bucketed down in the way that only a Melburnian would understand and be able to defend against.
So we're out on the range with half a bucket left each, but did that stop us? Not really. If anything the rain off the hot tin roof of the driving range produced a zen-like calm that helped me zone in and actually hit well. Was driving 200 metres in the rain and chipping with the pitching wedge to perfection. Definitely improving my swing, which I put down to my moustache. Gave me the balance needed to strike cleanly.
Afterwards we took the only option and headed to our regular 19th Hole: Grill'd. Burger, chips and beer, whilst visibly drenched and smelling like grass and duck (there are way too many ducks at my driving range for no discernable reason), was best possible way to finish off a casual day of greatness. By no means was this an extraordinary day; I didn't battle Godzilla or create a cure for cancer. Just that this was a great day that most people can appreciate. So that's why I blogged about it.
15 nov 10
Behind every good mo is a good woman. It's a fact. Where would moustachio'd cult figures such as Magnum P.I. have been without the support of a lady friend or two?
So we thought it was time to give a shout out to our gentle ladies that get behind Movember. Whether you're a Mo Sista that's raising funds, or you're simply a partner of a Mo Bro who is starting to look like a 70's adult film star, we tip our mo's to you in thanks.
10 nov 10
There's nothing like a giant mo to bring a smile to the face of many a Mo Bro & Sista!
One of our more crafted staff members whipped out the Janome overlocker and whipped up this snazzy giant mo for us to share with the citizens of Movember.
It's fair to say the mo went down a treat when we wheeled it out at Melbourne Central today. It was a particular hit with our follicle-challenged female friends who revelled in the opportunity to try on a mo for a mo-ment.
Thanks to all the Mo Bros and Sistas who've visited us for a burger so far, and for those who haven't, come and visit us soon!
Love Grill'd
09 nov 10
That's right, today marks the official beginning of Grill'd Guild meetings, held in recognition of the magnificent fundraising efforts of Mo Bros and Sistas.
There is no greater sight than a guild of Mo Bros loitering suspiciously out the front of a Grill?d restaurant, eagerly anticipating the start of our Movember offer. Those new to this experience should prepare themselves. Passers-by have been known to do a double take, concerned they?ve stumbled across a local variation of the ?Blue Oyster Bar?. Others just giggle. Either way, if you're a Grill'd Guild member then you're helping change the face of men?s health, so wear that mo with pride!
We?ve been eagerly anticipating the arrival of Mo Bros and Sistas this year. Our tireless staff have been working extra hard to ensure your local Grill?d is a haven for Mo Bros and Sistas. If you're a Grill?d regular you?ll know that our burgers are 'made with love' from the highest quality, freshest ingredients. Ensuring you get the best quality burger experience is important to us, so we hope you appreciate this may mean our burgers take a little longer during Movember.
Bring in your fellow Mo Bros & Sistas, pull up a chair, enjoy your free burger at Grill'd amongst fellow Guild members and spare a thought for our awesome staff behind the grill who are doing their bit to support Movember. Feel free to tip your mo to them as you walk past!
Love Grill?d
08 nov 10
We're still recruiting for the first Grill'd Guild meeting tomorrow.
Raise $40 for Movember and you'll be initiated. Sign up at Movember now!
08 nov 10 Turns out I can grow some toplip hair, consistent with a moustache, but it still looks wiry and insubstantial like a chimney sweeper's brush. At least I'm hitting that magical point between it appearing that you haven't shaved in a week and that you're actually going through with Movember. Up until now the lines were blurred, but it is starting to tip in my favour of the shaveless week. Perhaps I was studying for my final exams, playing a Test match for Australia (check out Ricky Ponting after a Test; more hair on the face than under cap), or getting over a break-up. Yes, I have a break-up moustache without any actual breaking up... not bad if I do say so all by myself...
Never to fear I've recruited someone to help. He'll be the Mickey Goldmill to my Rocky Balboa, Bullwinkle J. Moose to my Rocky J. Squirrel. My sidekick throughout this process. Someone who realises that it isn't easy being somewhat hairy, whilst at the same time understanding the plight of those who humiliate themselves for other's entertainment. Welcome to the Mo-Blogger series... the Moustache Monkey! He doesn't have a moustache yet either, mostly because I haven't made him one, but in a way he's just like the rest of us. Yet to fully reach a place where the moustache is a defining quality on your face and merely an annoyance.
First things first, what do we name the Monkey? I'm sure we can rustle up a prize for the best name, as judged by none other than the Monkey himself. Seems fair to pick your own name. Start pondering now Grill'd fans and keep on growing those moustaches that have your employers, girlfriends and mothers absolutely mortified. We await your reply, monkey and I.
06 nov 10
Let's be clear about the recent performance of the Australian Cricket Team; Australia are losing due to a lack of moustachioed men. Siddle's Movember effort is still a few days away from taking full plumage so effectively 11 bald-lipped men played like 11 bald-lipped little girls. For a cricket history, gilded with the efforts of champion moustache-growers, it is a double travesty to lose and be moustache-barren.
What would moustache hall-of-famers like Lillee, Border, Hughes and Boon think of the unadorned Australian team? Instead of wearing a helmet, these famous players of old walked to the crease with follicles defending their head. The scuffing of the ball was banned after blatant abuse by Max Walker running his top lip on the seam to create swing.*
Cricket was built on the back of the moustache, famously like a few other sports. Hippolyte Aucouturier, cycling's first man to win two stages of the Tour de France, wore his moustache to fend off attacks from other riders. Like the feathers of a peacock, his magnificent mo was a warning to those who tried to ride off him. Turns out it was terrifying to officials as well, with rumours persisting that organisers disqualified him in 1904 for having an enviable moustache*.
Mark Spitz was easily the most famous moustachioed Olympian of all. He won 7 swimming gold medals in the 1972 Munich Olympics, with a moustache that provided aerodynamic advantage. (This was his claim. The next year every swimmer had a moustache.*)
My point in all this? The moustache is an icon of sport and should be grown for all who want to become the best. Modern Australian sport needs more moustaches. Growth should be mandatory to ensure great success. The motto of the Australian Sports Commission should be ?grow or go home.? It's the only way forward from here.
*Historically Factual, look it up on Moustache-ipedia.
03 nov 10
On closer inspection of the last few days growth, part of my final training effort for Movember before I lopped it all off, I found out I have no decent handlebar action on my face. Pretty disappointing to be limited to the straight across, 80s business stache, but I'll make the best of this problem. It eliminates some of the great moustache action for my effort, but it leaves me to grow the Selleck. Hawaii Five-O styling. It will take some tremendous feats, a Rocky training montage will be necessary, but I'm up for the challenge.
That's not even the hardest part of Movember, waiting for growth is worse. Growing the moustache, in all its terrible glory, is easy. The problem comes from the first few days where you can't do much more than to watch the stubble accumulate. I'm ready now to get out into the world and proclaim my moustache ready for derision and ridicule, but that won't happen for a few days. It is frustrating to sit around knowing that the campaign has started, but the follicles won't get there for a week or so. Think I need some mo-inspiration. Might go and play some Mario games to pass the time, least he could grow a moustache and ride a dinosaur. Two defining characteristics of coolness if you ask me.
01 nov 10
This month I'm renting some personal space to a bad tenant. He is hairy, somewhat smelly, turns me into a chick-magnet (not the attracting end, but the repulsing end), causes people to giggle at me and little children to run away from me in fear. Every 12 months he comes back bigger, hairier and messier than ever and yet I give up that space all over again; all 9 centimetres of it.
This diabolic fiend is my moustache. I have a love/hate relationship with that top lip demon. I'm not the hairiest man going around by any stretch; if my mo was a book, it would be 'The Little Moustache That Could' or 'Not-Hairy McClary'. (Yes children's books, I'm only an Arts graduate, the bigger books still confuse me.) Despite my hirsute failings, which disappoint all my moustachioed ancestors, I don the moustache in support of a great cause.
So you might ask, who is this moustache marauder? I am Jarrod Potter, recent Communications graduate from Monash University, attempting to make my way as a journalist in this world. Some of you might recognise me as a question-maker on the Grill'd Facebook & Twitter Friday, something I have taken great joy in writing. I've gone through Movember three times before, always trying hard to grow something decent on my face... often to little avail, as the pictures on this blog post will attest.
Why do I grow the moustache? Well, my uncle is a survivor of prostate cancer and depression has also run in my family. These are debilitating illnesses that no person should never have to face. Seeing as I'm not a scientist or doctorly type that can actively eliminate these diseases, the next best way for me to help is through Movember.
So this my first post in the Grill'd Gentleman Mo-Blogger series. Every few days I'll update everyone on mo-matters of the day, classic mo-ments throughout history and show you the fruits of my carefully-tended top lip, giving you all a chuckle at my attempted moustache throughout the 30 days. I'm still looking for an overall design of the moustache, whether it be an homage to Big Merv, Boony or the king himself: Tom Selleck.
If you have any moustache ideas, feel free to send them to me on my Twitter @JarrodPotter or use the hashtag #grilldmoblog. Be especially ruthless to me on the Grill'd Facebook as well; I'd say as a rough estimate that a great putdown is worth a donation, but I'll leave that up to you. I'll make my way around Grill'd restaurants across Melbourne this month, so if you see me in store come up and say hello, or ridicule my moustache. I don't mind, human interaction is always nice.
I look forward to our journey of mutual horror, joy and growth. Get it, growth? I'll shut up now.