Towards the end of last year, I was introduced to this cafe by an overseas visitor. A mildly embarrassing feat considering I’ve lived a stone’s throw away for the last four years but never thought to pop around for a coffee or more. Saint John …
Eats
Henry Lee’s, Redfern
Henry Lee’s in Redfern is a stalwart in the Sydney brunch game, despite not having the same social media clout as the usual suspects in the city. We’re here at 11.30 am on a Sunday morning, peak brunch hour (any time that’s dangerously close to …
Alem’s House, Camperdown
My first and only other time dining Ethiopian was several years ago in Footscray, Melbourne. If there was ever a place in Melbourne to have Ethiopian, Footscray with its diverse East African community, is it. I’m not blind to the fact that Australia is still …
A1 Canteen, Chippendale
A collective sigh of relief was exhaled throughout Sydney, as soon as A1 Canteen opened its doors to the public. Has ever a photo of a fried eggplant, provolone and romesco sandwich done the media rounds, the way Clayton Well’s did back in November 2017? …
Yang & Co, Castlecrag
All photos by Sarahlianhan We’re back at Yang & Co, almost a year later. It is a little far, clocking in just over an hour from where I live via public transport. But on this occasion, we’ve all piled into Jeff’s car, like the …
Kikubari, Malaysia
‘Ki’ (気) is defined as ‘mind’ or spirit’ while ‘Kubari’ (配り) means ‘distribution’ or ‘delivery’, the closest translation in English would be the ‘to pay attention to others’. Combined, they birth Kikubari, a heavily nuanced Japanese phrase that’s literally ‘to pay attention to others’ but …
Gaku Robata Grill, Darlinghurst
Chef Harunobu Inukai has long been part of the dining fabric here in Sydney and in Japan. His accolades include working at Hotel Nikko, InterContinental, Bilson’s and Ampersand in Sydney, and also for Robuchon in Osaka. These days (or the last ten to fifteen years …
Yellow, Potts Point
Like the best of us, I’ve waged my own personal war against vegetables in the past. Some, like me, predominantly during that prepubescent stage where food on the table was declined on the basis of being “weird-looking” (this was brinjal in particular for me). I grew …
Saké, The Rocks
The last time I set foot into Saké, I was still technically in high school. As far as hunting for Japanese food goes in Sydney, it’s not typically a name that comes to mind. But when you’re very nearly about to be handed the worst …
Gogyo, Surry Hills
Sarah, Jeff and I went to Gogyo well over two months ago, so this post is extremely delayed. Our gang of three meet often over food. It’s surprising that we’re able to do this when we each have very different interests and different palates, yet …