Brotherhood + Foods of Ethnicity = BRONICITY

So now that I am at home for the summer, I am now greeted with the challenge to accurately get all of my remaining Australian memories out of my head and on to the world wide web.  This particular memory spans just about over my entire stay in Melbourne, as some close buddies and I started this weekly tradition practically upon our arrival.  This tradition fondly became fondly and infamously known as "Bronicity."

As previously mentioned, Bronicity began pretty early on during my semester abroad.  My fellow American friends Michael O'Hara, Timothy Machat, Nicholas Heath, Robert Compitello, Richard Chen, Duncan Ariey, and I quickly grew tired of the ubiquitous dishes served to us in our college cafeterias.  Upon this, we together decided to venture out into the city in pursuit of finding the best multicultural restaurants.  As Melbourne is one of the most diverse coastal cities in Australia, we found this to be easy and super fun.  Our first ethnic meal was a personal favorite of mine.  We dined on some traditional Pad Thai's at the phenomenal restaurant Thai City.  After eating copious amounts of Pad Thai on my adventures in Thailand, I was practically a connoisseur of the stuff.  Fortunately, Thai City passed the quality and tastiness tests with flying colors.

The weeks in Melbeezy carried on and we the bros continued to treat our taste buds to an array of ethnic meals.  From Vietnamese pho to Afghan chicken to traditional Italian Pizza to Moroccan rice to Nepalese stir-fry to even the Australian interpretation of "Mexican food" --we tried it all.  Unfortunately, the "Mexican" burritos were not so delicious, tasting more like Ragu sauce on a tortilla.  I have to admit that I was primarily hesitant at fist to try wild dishes like the Afghan "Kabuli Palow" chicken; however, I was totally surprised as it was by far one of the most savory meals I had in Melbourne.  Other meals were easy favorites such as the Vietnamese pho noodles and authentic Italian pizza and wine from the hustlers on Lygon Street.  By far one of the best Bronicity's was when we suited up and headed to the Crown Casino located in the CBD along the Yarra River.

Since the creation of Bronicity, there have been many knockoff and less meaningful groups... Honicity... cough cough.  Sorry ladies.  You made a decent attempt to rival us, but nothing can compare to the greatness of Bronicity.  In the wise words of M.C. Hammer, "Can't touch this!"


Bronicity Thursdays were a great way for us all to keep in touch while also extending our adventure to different platforms.  I have never had such a diversity of cultural meals in such a short amount of time.  It was easily a highlight of each week, and I plan on continuing this epic tradition with my American pals. 

Bronicity is not your average multiple man-date, nor is it a tacky and meaningless social event.  Bronicity is a way of life, a metaphor for true companionship, and most importantly, a shared appreciation for devouring delicious foreign foods!