If you’re lucky enough to work in Surry Hills you have some pretty terrific options for lunch. Not necessarily the plethora of food court options that you might get working in the big city, but some tasty cafes and pubs that if you manage to get an hour out with your colleagues, you can park talk of excel sheets, technical hoo-ha or the latest office drama. Continue reading
It’s Friday night. I’m two weeks into a new job where I have been a little sponge learning new factoids, ingratiating myself to new colleagues and undertaking market research on every café in the vicinity in the pursuit of the perfect coffee spot.
By dinner time, I want a swift glass of vino and a fabulous meal with minimal effort, in fact I don’t even want to think. Some meals you go out for because the restaurant is your favourite place with very specific favourites and sometimes you are trying new places where you want to approach the evaluating and selection of food from the menu like a treasure hunt. Continue reading
What I’m looking for in the perfect brunch place, apart from the mandatory good coffee, is an exhaustive menu of breakfast options that will cater for my everchanging morning cravings. Being the first meal of the day you want to get your day off to a terrific start whether it’s in a sweet or savoury direction (the big decisions). Continue reading
I have been beating a path all over this fabulous city trying to find the best Hainanese Chicken. There are some pretty good versions out there but I often find myself craving it in a very specific way – good quality chicken that’s not too cold, rice flavoursome but not too garlicky. Continue reading
It’s a rainy day in Sydney town with the day stretched before me with no plans and no place to be. Perfect.
Ordinarily I would use one of these Sundays to scour through cookbooks or piles of magazines to find something fabulous to cook, but today I don’t feel like a long, slow involved recipe. I do however feel like some ‘hug you from the inside’ comfort food which leads me through the storm to Colin Fassinidge’s 4Fourteen for Sunday Roast. Continue reading
I must have been a little over excited the first time I visited Hartsyard because not only did I arrive one week early for our actual booking, every single photo I took was blurry. I have good reason to be excited, the American style restaurant in Newtown has been highly recommended and on my radar for some time but the availability of a table and my willingness to venture inner west had not quite panned out until now. Continue reading