Posts tagged restaurant

Aqua Dining (Milson’s Point)

Descending the steep hills of Sydney’s lower North Shore can be a daunting task. Keeping your eyes on the road while trying not to be distracted by the expansive vistas of our glorious harbour can prove a challenge… but fear not! If you do take a tumble, you may find yourself rolling all the way… Continue reading

Nomad (Surry Hills) *Update*

It’d been too many moons since I popped my head into Surry Hills’ stalwart Nomad, so it was time to see what they’d been up to. Turns out, they’re still up to their old tricks. We foolishly begin with “not enough Oysters”, and are swiftly forced to order a couple more per head, with their… Continue reading

Chinese Noodle Restaurant (Haymarket)

Once a household name amongst my friends group, the unimaginatively named Chinese Noodle Restaurant (or “Dumpling Drama” as we referred to it. Don’t ask), has been off my radar for the last couple of years, until my interest was recently reignited by mention from a friend. A return visit was in order. You could just as easily… Continue reading

East Mamma (Paris)

It’s only once in a blue moon you’ll need to scrape my verdict of a restaurant off the ceiling, after having been shot vertically out of the proverbial cannon that is the absolute perfection of any particular dish. Bring your spatulas, and your expectations, to East Mamma. Although Australia is spoiled with a few AVPN… Continue reading

Firedoor (Surry Hills)

Any restaurant with a furnace that resembles something out of a Saw film, must be operating on some higher level. I learn from one of the cooks that it exists to facilitate the scorching of hot coals, inevitably to be utilised for the cooking of, well… everything on the menu. Our seat at the bar… Continue reading

L’Atelier de Joël Robuchon (Paris)

Robuchon is a hard name to avoid in the French (and world) culinary scene, and it’s a level of recognition well deserved. The first time I had the privilege of dining here, I had my fucking socks knocked off with the simplest of dishes done to absolute perfection. Steak and Mash. Often when something so… Continue reading

Nomad (Surry Hills)

With the exposed wooden beams and ventilation ducts that snake throughout the ceiling of this beautifully ambient Surry Hills mess hall, I find myself wondering whether or not I’ve ended up on the set of the next Justin Timberlake music video, rather than Sydney’s culinary institution, Nomad. These reflections are quickly quashed over a glass… Continue reading