Sydney stomachs have spoken and they are saying ‘you can keep your fine dining – what we want is sizzing meat on a bun!’. Could this be best burger in Sydney? Continue reading
There are many things I would never do on a first date and pork ribs is one of them. Call me old fashioned but finger lickin’ food consumption is something best saved for that familiar more settled stage in the relationship.
Lucky for me my relationship has graduated from those impressionable early days to the sleep in your eyes Sunday mornings ‘staring-at-the-papers’ stage so seeing each other up to our elbows in ribs is the least of our problems 😉
In fact for the established relationship, this hearty, sticky, Flintstonian style meal might just be a perfect primal heart starter for when the romance side of things may be showing some signs of wear and tear. Continue reading
I’m not a massive fan of leftovers. As a general rule I love to enjoy a meal on the day and am ready to move on to a brand new culinary day. Of course, ‘they say’ that many meals are even better the next days curries in particular. This is true, but as someone who enjoys the cornucopia of eating and drinking, I’m ready to head to a different country, protein and rarely eat the same thing two days in a row. Continue reading
Back in the late 90s lamenting about the lack of Mexican food in Australia was one of the favourite whines for every food lover we who has spent any time at all in America.
It was such an obvious, gaping hole in our culinary offering and given the very addictive and moreish nature of great Mexican food, we had every right to complain about not having access to a half decent burrito and accompanying margherita. Continue reading
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