A good friend of mine happened to be in Sydney for the weekend that was quite awhile ago. And what do good friends do but drag each other onto the wrong bus and all the way up to Surry Hills for a lacklustre brunch. Details …
sydney cafes
Mad Spuds Cafe
Whenever I take a blog hiatus, which often and usually unprecedented, returning washes the same feelings of familiarity and loss as that time we drove past an old house I used to live in. I never went inside but in my head I can the …
Great Sydney Eating Trip Part 1
Sinful. Quite possibly the most spoken word between myself and the very special friend who flew down under from Malaysia. It aptly describes almost every meal, every bite, every taste and every whiff of an aroma strong enough to stir desire within the depths of …